The Banker's Date, part 1.

Orright, here's story number 12. And I'm thinking this is my 2nd to last story, giving me a baker's dozen or a coven of Joker stories. Sure as I say that, I'll either be unable to write my 13th story or I'll be inspired to write #14 and break the juju. Either way, that's the goal here. Some things about this story I'd like to say before proceeding.

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• First, massive props go out to my homegirl paisleydaze, who suggested that the Joker date an investment banker. Sophia "Sweet Sophie" Carteres is for her.
• Pop Rocks actually were called Space Dust back in the 70s. I know this because I am old.
• The account the Joker tells about his friend wanting his girlfriend to just shut up and look good actually happened. A coworker of mine in the Pit was lamenting that his girlfriend was always telling him what to do, where to do it, how to do it, etc. He continued on with his hoof in mouth disease by saying that all he wanted her to do was to shut up and look good. This caused all manner of strife between myself and him, fueled by numero uno Devil's Advocate green_goblin7t, with whom we both worked at the time. Those were good times, so I had to include some sort of reference that hearkened back to happier days for me. Just tryin' to put a smiiiile on that face o'mine. It gets harder and harder to do each day.
• The Joker's hatred of Mick Engel mirrors my own dislike for Anthony Michael Hall. I was always mildly fond of him until I saw him in Edward Scissorhands. From then on, I've hated him. Shallow of me, I know, but that movie hit me every wrong way it could and I'm still not over it. I couldn't look at Johnny Depp for two years after seeing the film. Glad I got over that.
• All the songs featured in this story are real songs by real artists and exist on my real iPod, Son of iGor. Just so's ya know.
• GFNB is patterned after my wonderful experiences with Bank of America. Take that however you wish. If you live in America and didn't vote for Dubya, I'm sure you have your own lovely bank experiences you can transfer the Joker's derision onto. Feel free. It's cathartic. Trust me.
• Some of the mannerisms displayed by J in this fic are post TDK and influenced by The Joker Blogs Joker. Like he says in the first installment, "I get to people." He's certainly gotten to me. That's not to say I'm disloyal to Heath's interpretation or anything like that. I'm enamoured of the Joker character as portrayed by Heath Ledger, but the JB dude comes in a close second and provides an extended inspiration for those of us open to his particular brand of madness. I respect those who don't cotton to him, but I also would like that respect returned to me in my choice to play along with this talented soul and his team of malcontents. Just sayin'...
• And, finally, I found out today that the mother_unit has been reading and approves of my Date Series. I'm very gratified by this. It's not often you find out that your mum is reading your smutfic and digging every word of it. But I would like to make it very clear that it's her fault I'm writing the Date Series. If she hadn't shown me The Dark Knight during her ChristmaHanukKwanzaYule visit, I wouldn't have been struck down by the Power that is the Joker.
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So that's that. In the words of our mischievous hero: "And here...we...go..."

( Great Googily Moogily! )

The Banker's Date, part 2

( cut for language and rape-triggery scenes, so be careful people! )

The Banker's Date, part 3

The third, and final, part of this sordid tale. If you're rape triggery, go no further. There's also some pretty gnarly violence and gore, so be wary. K? K.

( cut for all manner of dreadful words )