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thebrainrotsreal · 3 months
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Watched the The Batman animated series, not to be confused with Batman: The Animated Series, and proceeded to lose my mind at this episode, hello??? Amazing VA, hearing him laugh was both incredible, unhinged, delightful and creepy in the best way possible. 100/10!!!
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goddessofbees3600 · 2 months
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Tim with Joker Junior
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mommy-mortis · 4 months
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Your Metropolis friend when you tell them to bring a gas mask when they visit:
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ghost-bxrd · 25 days
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how would the Owl Song batfam react to Jason getting hit with Joker Venom? 🦉
It would freak them out a lot.
While Dick smiles often and is a fairly happy guy despite everything that happened to him, he rarely laughs out loud, and it’s very jarring to see that kind of maniacal grin on his face.
Everyone is relieved when the electrum burns out most of the effects before the antidote is even administered 🦉
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crybabylulu · 9 months
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Steph a menace to society 😭 also not Ivy might be right about us 😭🤣
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blanddcheadcanons · 1 year
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Almost 24/7, there's always at least one person who dumps some amount of chemicals or drugs into the Gotham sewer. Scarecrow dumped an entire vat of expired fear toxin into the sewer system. Bane had to get rid of a defective Venom compound, so the tanks are leaking in the tunnels into the stream. Joker mismanufactured a whole warehouse worth of Joker toxin to where it only made people laugh but wasn't lethal, so it was useless to him and he had Harley flush each barrel down several toilets across town. When a Falcone drug operation was about to be discovered, he had his men dump all of it in the system.
It's had several effects on the city itself. Most notably, it's the reason why there are massive reports of violent homeless. The steam from the sewer vents they sleep on to keep warm carries these toxins, and end up causing hallucinations, aggression, a myriad of emotions and mood swings, etc. That steam in the air also effects the city populace but to a lesser degree as it's not direct exposure. Still, even in small doses, it doesn't stop random civilians from breaking out into a rage frenzy.
It's actually the reason Killer Croc is immune to toxins. Direct exposure from living in the sewers since adolescence has rendered the majority of drugs, toxins, etc, ineffective against him. It's why the police can't take him down with tranquilizers.
Thanks to a well funded (by Wayne Inc, of course) sewage treatment and water filtration plant, 100% of these chemicals are removed before they can cause harm to anyone simply using tap water.
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kittymaine · 7 months
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Radio Silence
Summary: Cass goes silent over comms during an Arkham breakout and Steph rushes to find her.
Whumptober Day Seven fill. Prompt: radio silence.
A lot of people assume that Cass doesn't talk. And Steph guesses that in the strictest of terms that's true. She's not exactly verbose or whatever. But, if you know how to listen, she has a lot to say.
Maybe she doesn't say things with words, but she communicates constantly with looks, with tilts of her head and hips, by clicking her tongue, snorting at jokes, rolling her eyes. She's super expressive for people who are paying attention, and Steph always pays attention to her.
She thinks of the two of them as the perfect combination of traumas and coping mechanisms. Everyone seems to be aware of Cass' trauma and the way she copes. She was hurt badly for a long time and as a result she has trouble communicating and probably hasn't had enough support to combat that. But few people notice how Steph watches everybody, how she's always worrying about other people's moods and their opinions and their relationships. Growing up with dysfunctional parents will teach a kid to walk on eggshells, and it's a skill useful enough that it's hard to put down even with age and distance. And, to top that off, she's great at verbal deflection, always quick with a joke or a jab, anything to keep the focus off her and off of whatever is bothering everybody else.
So if Cass was quiet, Steph could fill in the gaps for her. And, if they were both watching, then nothing got by them. They were a force to be reckoned with when they were together.
Steph hated being separated from Cass. Since they started working together, she had felt more confident and more capable than ever before. But, it was the first Arkham breakout in over a year, so she understood the need to spread everyone out as far as they could.
"Does anyone have eyes on Batgirl?" Steph asked into her comm as she finished zip tying a rail thin old man in a bright orange jumpsuit to a street sign. She had got a bad feeling in her gut, and not just because that old man needed a social worker a lot more than he needed a vigilante like her.
"You're Batgirl," snorted Damian over the comm line.
"The other Batgirl, brat," Steph snarked back. That was a lame shot. She wondered if Damian was stressed or just bored. She couldn't read him as well as she could when he was little. He was getting older, already old enough to be in high school and sometimes she missed the much more prickly preteen version she was more familiar with.
"I thought I saw her near the docks," Tim said helpfully. There was the sound of wind behind his voice, which meant he was probably pretty high up, wherever he was. "But that was hours ago."
"Batgirl, comm in," Babs’ voice cut in barely a second after Tim stopped speaking. Steph was sure it was smarting against her pride that she was the only one not out on the streets that night, but with so many of them to coordinate, someone needed to be working comms and intel and Babs was the best.
There was silence on the line, just a very faint crackle from the small earpiece. Steph took the opportunity to shoot her grapple and get up to a higher elevation. That tight feeling in her gut was just getting tighter, and she felt sure she would be running soon.
"Batgirl, respond," Babs said, her voice steely. It sounded cold and unyielding to anyone who didn’t know Babs, which meant to Steph that she was upset. When Babs got upset, she would clamp down on her emotions like a drill sergeant snapping a tight salute.
Steph started running for the docks, jumping roofs and grappling across gaps.
"Oracle, tracker location?" Bruce rumbled over the comm line. The Batman voice had always been hard for Steph to decipher. She didn't live with Bruce or work with him as closely as the Robins, so she never got the hang of the way Batman communicated the way they did. That was probably half of why she couldn't trust him as far as she could throw him. How was she supposed to trust a 200 lb tank of a man when she could never get a read on how he was feeling or what he was thinking, and he never bothered to share with the class?
"Tracker is in the alley behind the Monarch Theater. Shit," Babs cussed, a crack in her facade. Steph made a sharp turn back toward the theater district and started running faster, her thighs burning. "The tracker hasn't moved in almost fifteen minutes."
The comm line lit up with people chiming in, questions and suggestions and locations being rattled back and forth and over one another enough that Bruce had to bark at everyone to shut up and let Oracle dictate orders.
"Batgirl, en route?" Babs asked.
Steph wanted to snort at her. Of course, she was en route. She had been from the second she asked about Cass. She wouldn't have asked if she hadn't known on some level that something was wrong.
Cass was quiet, but she still communicated on the comm. Even if it was just to click or to laugh or to play a little bit of wind or music across the line. Steph knew that because she knew Cass better than anyone.
"Almost there," she answered, the golden paint of the Monarch Theater already coming into view as she swung around to get to the right street. Normally the theater would be lit up with big spotlights, but on a dangerous night like that night everything was dark.
Steph dropped from a dangerous height directly into the claustrophobic small alleyway behind the theater. She shot her grapple off at the last second and let it yank viciously on her arm to slow her descent for a brief moment before releasing it and landing with a splash in a suspiciously green, slimy puddle.
She had barely straightened her knees before she spotted the lump of black fabric tossed haphazardly against a rusty green dumpster by the back door of the theater.
"Batgirl," Steph gasped, dropping to her knees beside Cass and splashing down into what was probably garbage juice and not giving a single fuck.
Very cautiously, she took Cass by the shoulder and pulled her over to lay on her back. She groaned, a gratifying sound to hear, but the next sound wasn't nearly so reassuring.
Cass started giggling, just a little, but it sounded convulsive, like hiccups. After a few halting giggles, Cass swallowed a small sob.
"Shit," Steph spat, feeling close to tears herself. "Shit shit shit."
"Batgirl, report," Babs barked into the comm.
Steph looked around the alley with a new thrill of fear running through her already thrumming body. She pulled the joker venom antidote from a small pouch on her belt, looking at the green puddles in the alley with a new sense of foreboding.
"Joker venom," Steph whispered into her comm while carefully administering the antidote to a small triangle of gray fabric on the inside of Cass's left arm. It was the only gap in her armor, left there specifically for administering meds in the field.
"Get out of there," Bruce barked through the comm. Steph didn't need to understand him to read the fear in his voice.
"Don't gotta tell me twice," she grumbled while moving Cass onto her shoulder as carefully and quietly as she dared. Cass hiccuped, giggled and sobbed in that order as Steph carefully maneuvered her.
Steph grimaced. "Don't worry, I've got you. You're safe," she whispered and shot her grapple toward the roof of the Monarch just as an eerie and unfortunately familiar cackle of unhinged laughter echoed nearby.
Her shoulder absolutely screamed from the strain of carrying both her and Cass's weight up to the roof, but the new wash of adrenaline that laugh sent through her body was more than enough to carry her through it.
She started running, her heart beating rabbit fast in her chest. Cass was a reassuring weight on her shoulder as she ran and jumped.
"Joker's still nearby. I heard him," she panted into the comm once she was reasonably sure that she was far enough away to be safe.
"Get to safety. Let me handle Joker," Bruce rumbled into the comm, all traces of fear gone from his voice. Not that Steph cared. She had Cass safe in her arms and the giggles were already tapering off.
"Fucking help yourself," Steph snapped and then muted her comm.
She was taking Cass straight back to the Watchtower and probably not detaching from her side for a week. Sometimes she hated this fucking job.
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playedcrowd5610 · 2 years
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Gotham Central Hospital
Okay but imagine...  A new live action medical drama TV show set in Gotham City.  It would behind the scenes of what Gothamites experience while living in a city like that.  You could have patients come in for things like Joker Venom, or fear toxin.  And show the effects of that on the public, what all of these widespread rouge attacks do.  You could even have Dr. Leslie come in at one point (or even be one of the main characters?)
But there could be all kinds of Gotham injuries, even bullet wounds, or explosion problems, who knows maybe Riddler spilled an entire vat of acid down your street and your toes have chemical burns. You could have goons come in that have been taken down by a vigilante and require medical assistance.  Probably not showing any of the vigilantes themselves besides mentioning them in the background.  like “The Bat”  or “One of the birds”  or even “The guy with the red helmet that shoots people!”  
Maybe in a much later season have one of the masks come in, or maybe even come in as their civilian persona.  But not focusing to much on the heroes, but more on the doctors and med students who are leaning to do medicine in a place like Gotham.  Someone’s got to do it.
It would be interesting to see what kinds of stuff they could deal with.  They would probably have antidotes for the major gasses and toxins that would be widely known throughout Gotham, but what if there is a mix of toxins, Ivy’s pollen and some fear toxin.  They have to change up the dose, or it could make it worse with them mixed together, what will they do?  
But anyway... Just an idea that popped into my head.  Sorry if there is already something out there like this.  What do you guys think would you like to see it?
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sweethibiscustea82 · 2 years
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Me, mixing fear toxin and joker venom: this is going to be so horrible
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sadiewayne · 4 months
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don't mind me, just trying to figure out what joker venom actually is and if it is possible to make it
(for science i swear)
i'm thinking some psychedelic and nerve agent parts, idk what yet
wonder if i can do my research project on this...
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ky-landfill · 2 years
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robinverse · 1 year
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I think Dick’s brain would be the best sample to dissect to see the long term after effects of villain toxins. He joined the scene since he was like 8/9 and has been in it non-stop. His pre-pubescent brain literally developed alongside continuous exposure to different strains of joker venom, fear toxin, ivy pollen, other poisons etc. Sometimes I see fics just casually drop a “Dick has developed a particular immunity to that strain of toxin” with no further explanation and it’s like holy shit this has literally been almost his entire LIFE. Like to the point his physical body developed immunity ?
Very interesting if you ignore how horrifying it is lol.
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mommy-mortis · 6 months
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R.i.p to everyone behind me who didn't walk out of the Gotham Bank when we heard somebody laughing all loud and shit!
I'm telling y'all nothing is worth getting a face full of Joker Venom, I'll cash my check later or go to the nearest Gotham Union
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thebrainrotsreal · 3 months
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I am begging y'all to please watch The Batman (2004) animated series, legit had to draw a screen cap redraw about it, please. "The Laughing Bat" episode did more than the Batman Who Laughs comic could ever hope to do. The Laughing Bat? I saw Batman giggle. 10/10, that's just insane. Solid episode. Delightful, even. The Batman Who Laughs comic? Boring, trash, snooze, yawn, -100/10.
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neverevan · 11 months
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man I love villains...
so you've got a gay little plan to destroy the world? do you have a speech about being abandoned by society? about being betrayed by your family and friends? about your way too romantic bond with the hero?
tell me more babygirl
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