Bang Bang - He'll shoot me down [[Introduction]]

posted by HattersMadGirl

Title inspiration: Bang Bang par 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, ou 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 toi have to use Google for this.
If toi request my translation, though, I might do it.

Sidenote: Because of the translation, some things might sound weird. ou 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 tanière, 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 écriture in a diary, my words were as red as the secretion on the blade of the couteau 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 chercher 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 toi just let me do it. I give toi 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? pistolets are too quick.
Bang Bang!
Oops, see?
~ Joker

sawfan13 This is awesome so far and I love that song by Nancy Sinatra!!! Heard it first on Kill Bill Vol. 1. I love Sweeney and The Joker! Rest in Peace Heath Ledger. Did not deserve to leave us so young. He will not, I repeat will never be forgotten.

HattersMadGirl I am glad you like it. :) And yes, the song is great and I will never forget Heath, too, his perfomance as the Joker was a masterpiece.

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My Name's Jon,And This Happened To Me When I Was On Holiday In Seville,In The South of Spain.

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OK,now the painting we are looking at now is par the French painter Toulouse-Lautrec.
The painting is called At The Moulin Rouge.As toi probably know The Moulin Rouge is a nightclub in Paris.Maybe some of toi remember the film Moulin Rouge?In the 19th century,the nightclub was very famous for its beautiful dancers and singers.
Toulouse-Lautrec did a lot of paintings and posters of the Moulin Rouge.He especially loved painting the dancers.And in these paintings he sometimes included his Friends too.
In the middle of the picture there are 5 people who are sitting at a table, tableau having a drink.The woman...

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Blacktie. (Revised Version.)

posted by GreenLight24

I'd wear that...

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One last dip, I thought. One last dip before we go.

My kids were packing up the stuff on the beach, and my husband smiled at me. God blessed me with a great family.

"I'm going to do one last swim before we go," I said.

"Denise, it better be quick," murmured my husband.

"It will," I replied.

My toes dug into the sand, before going into the salty water. I felt the numbing cold in my body as I jumped in. It felt refreshing and comforting.

But, then something was wrong.

I felt this throbbing headache after not even a couple of minutes. I held onto my head, pressuring it, but it felt even worse.

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This is Molly Stray

When Molly Kisses: Info
Molly Stray
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Black Panther
Career: Bar tender
Car: Red Convertible
Book: Harry Potter
Hates: Tyler Rock, smoothies, etc.
Loves: her brother, Jake; tea, Adie, her best friend, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: to be pregnant
Wants eventually: A hubby

Tyler Rock
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Coyote
Career: Base Player
Car: Silver Volvo
Hates: Molly Stray, his sister, Kitty, etc.
Loves: his littler sister, Harry, soda, cigars, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: A child and a wife
Wants eventually: All the films in the world

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not this time:lyrics

posted by Fangirl99

a song i wrote.

no,no,not this time. oh!

*instruments*

i aint gonna let it
happen again.No aint
gonna lets it happen!
not this time.

you.Cant tear me down.
i forgot about the tears
your not one of my biggest fears.
no,not anymore

hey,what happened,girl?
we used to be good friends.
oh,well.Guess all friendships
have to e-e-e-end.WOH!

you aint get put me down
no not this time.
you anti gonna push me
to the ground.
no,not this time.

hey,b!tch,take a look in the mirror
i see your lips moivng but all i hear
is blah,blah,blah!calling me names while
im signing la,la,la!when toi give it up.
when toi gonna learn that i dont...

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It was no place, it was like a palace. "This room is
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get that map out, see those symbols their on the floor
over there," explained Justin. "Those symbols are translated
in English on the map here," remembered James. "Ok, it says
weather your at 2 destinations at once the centre will always
bring toi hope and justice," recited Justin.

The seconde Justin a dit 'Hope and Justice' the bracelet
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My Own Name Meanings for Boys and Girls:

posted by mrszaynmalik13

Kate: Unique, Gorgeous
Katy: Amazing, Great
Ivana: Beautiful, Nice
Sasha: Cool, Adorable
Amy: Sweet, Kind
Karis: Friendly, Lovely
Kayley: Smart, Charming
Kim: Determined, Fun
Chloe: Talented, Extraordinary
Kourtney: Dedicated, Loyal
Jess: Generous, Hilarious
Louis:Funny, Childish
Liam: Nice, Kind
Harry: H-O-T
Aarron: Funny, Cool
Joe: Loyal, unique
Shelby: Strongly Determined, Pretty

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Have toi felt this before?
How I feel so desperate?
Do toi know what it’s like?
To be surrounded
By those who hate you
Did toi know so long ago?
That it would end that way
Did toi see my l’amour for you?
Did toi know toi killed my dreams?
I trusted you
As any girl does her daddy
But toi broke it
You looked into my eyes
And told me those lies
Did toi know I would figure it out?
Or do toi still see me as that little girl?
You used to be my hero
But not anymore
I always thought that toi loved me
But all toi do is use me
I was still a babe
When toi figured it out
That toi could use me for your gain
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