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
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
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired par Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired par Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)