just another Junkie..

[A.D.D.I.C.]

On a small hidden base on the far side of nowhere I find a hole in the wall pub. Just another place in another base where I can show my face without.. being shot and left to die in a pool of blood. It wasn't always like this but for a long time now this is all I know. After makin my way to the bar I stop to watch the show.. but thats not why I'm here umm.. no. No I am here because I've heard this is where I can meet the Joker and join his crew. After that tragic day so long ago my life has never been the same.. and now this is what I must do. ... Well now all I do is look for new ways to get high its the only way I seem to get by. This stuff was all I needed before I found the ultimate rush.. Spilling blood. There is nothing that satisfies me more than an adrenaline rush from watchin someones blood gush. The Joker knows this and that's why hes contacted me.. He knows that as long as I have my own private stash with me....I am manageable. Without it I am truly gone.. wondering around lookin for someone to rob, rape, kill, eat or con... but not always in that order. Hope he gets here soon that dancer looks tasty and controlling myself is going to be tough... Yo barkeep pour me a glass of yer cheapest stuff!

Bartender slides a glass over to me using a card for a coaster. As I lift my drink I see it.. and the room grows colder... the playing card is that of the Joker. In my mind I hear the words.... He's here!! I look back at the bartender and she sees quite clear.. by the look on my face that I see the clue. She motions with her head towards a door in the back of the room. I finish my drink and walk on through. The door opens and there he is.. a man in a purple suit.. who's painted face is dimly lit.. I'm wondering what he'll do. As I sit down the Joker says "Here is why I called you? I start to say... when he speaks "I do not need to hear from you" He hands me a mask .. and he goes on to insist "Now see.. here's what your gonna do.. your gonna work for me or you are never going to leave this room! So I put on the mask and he begins to laugh "now leave.. and I'll call you soon...HEEHEEHEHEHEHAAHAAHAHA!!"

Once I had it all and so much to lose but now thats all gone and I have nothing to lose. No longer am I killing in the streets for a fix. Because after today I have my own ship.. so now I am killing in space and sending this message for all to see.. Stay away from my stash because I am a..... Junkie.

See ya soon..

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Call me Addic

[A.D.D.I.C.]

****Incoming ... Transmission****
***Comm ID: Jokers.Thug-Junkie***
**Location: UNKNOWN**
*System: New York*
Video Transmission begins

Not so long after spilling blood while living on the streets I have drawn blood in space. My first confirmed kill as a Joker's thug is now complete and his blood floats in space. The fireball was nice but in truth the carnage wasn't nearly enough to satisfy my blood lust. Somethin about watch'n em bleed out while I cut thru their flesh was so much more fulfilling. That's why Ima keepin my own personal stash wit me at all times. Just so happens dis fella want'd me to gives my stash to him. Well in the end all he got was death...

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Call me Addic

[A.D.D.I.C.]

****Incoming ... Transmission****
***Comm ID: Jokers.Thug-Junkie***
**Location: UNKNOWN**
*System: New York*
Video Transmission begins

Just pick'd up a new ship but ran outta meds. Came across this transport that had some cargo and fer a quik fix we got em to drop some of it. Watch'n it burn did give me a small thrill but not near enough. It's been a long hard day and I'm itchin to see sum blood! Ahhh....*sigh* well I needs to be headin out to get my stash back. Maybe we can find sumethin to kill before we gets to da base..

Found sum storage depots left alone so we burn'd em down! Watch'd em burn!.. then made sure to take down tha cargo that fell out. Still it aint enough.. gots to find me sum more meds soon... start'n to get da shakes'.

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Call me Addic

[A.D.D.I.C.]

****Incoming ... Transmission****
***Comm ID: Jokers.Thug-Junkie***
**Location: UNKNOWN**
*System: New York*
Video Transmission begins

Boss told me to hunt this navy ship down and watch it burn. Even let me borrow his Inferno Drone to help do the job. Found an Outcast lurking around that couldn't wait to sink his teeth into a navy ship. Took a bit of time since this vessel was hiding in zone 21. Still there was no hiding from us and once we found him he helped satisfy my need for carnage. Watching his ship tear apart and burn gave me the fix I needed. More blood, more fire and more death all these things now fuel my new addiction. My addiction is for more anarchy and for more chaos. More will have to die soon...

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Call me Addic

[A.D.D.I.C.]

****Incoming ... Transmission****
***Comm ID: Jokers.Thug-Junkie***
**Location: Badlands**
*System: New York*
Video Transmission begins

Gettin some interference while flyin thru the badlands. Heh.. its notin to worry bout just gotta find sum place to hole up. Anotha day haz gone by.. an mo' people have died. The navy again and this time dey brought em a carrier. Couldn't do much against dat big bastard but we took out everyone flyin next to him. Started wit dem damn funboats dey make such nice fireballs!

One down and another to go.. the boss lost his thruster so he's mov'n slow. Line dis one up and start anotha strafin run.. BAAM!! another one down DAMN dis is fun!!

Two funboats dead and we all start to cheer.. when all of a sudden shots fired at me from the rear!! All shields are gone and I'm runnin outta time.. so I quickly hit the button launchin a mine. With me in his sights the bomb he can't miss.. cause as he turns to shoot in his cockpit it hits!!

As we fall back one last shot takes the Joker down.. is this the end of our beloved clown? No sir not with me around.. I find his pod and tractor him in.. off to Texas we go where we wait to kill again.

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Call me Addic

[A.D.D.I.C.]

****Incoming ... Transmission****
***Comm ID: Jokers.Thug-Junkie***
**Location: Badlands**
*System: New York*
Video Transmission begins

Another day, another victim and truly none looked finer.. than this filled to capacity royal cruise liner.. We stop and insist he drop some crew.. he replies "this is something I cannot do". He goes on to say "we refuse.. nor will we comply with someone like you.. Joker and I laugh giddy with glee.. like kids on the night of Christmas eve.. His fate is sealed the crew now doomed.. turned his ship into a fireball that went BOOM!!

Without the ship the VIPs are left to float.. with a knife I would slit each of their throats.. Since that's not possible we kill them by fire.. still not enough to quench my desire.. their distress call sent over this fighter. So before we left I helped him retire!

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Call me Addic

[A.D.D.I.C.]

I awake in a back alley the hot sun on my face.. my clothes are dirty and covered in grime. My memories over the last few weeks are just a blur. Getting up is hard to do.. I'm already feelin the withdrawals. Rifling through my pockets I find a disposable inhaler.. *SNIFF* .. not much there but it eases the pain some. I find a motel room key in another pocket the name matches the sign across the street. So picking myself up from the garbage I stumble clumsily down the alley over to the front office.

The motel clerk looks up and seems to recognize me.. eh I dunno who he is.

He says "Well there you are! I had just about given up waiting for you to come back. Still got your bag here that you left in the room... when you didn't show up we cleared out the room and saw it in the closet."

My mind is too foggy and my mouth to dry to try and speak. So I motion to him to hand me the bag..

He speaks again The bag is still locked up just as you left it.. there was also this mask laying on the bed. He passes me the mask.. Placing my bag over my shoulder I take the mask and begin to walk out of the motel.

Then he says "Oh one other thing.. a man in a purple suit handed me this message to give to you if I saw you.. He holds up a small envelope and hands it to me..G'luck to ya sir"! I mumble.. Thanks and walk out the door.

Stepping outside of the motel the sun is brighter than ever as I squint to read the message from the Joker.. since I'd been so messed up that it had been several weeks since we last spoke. Surely this message would not be nice.. inside the envelope is a Joker playing card.

Written on the card are the words.. Your OUT!

Who can blame him.. I'd been so high and strung out no one has been able to reach me for over a month now. GAH.. can't seem to put this crap down and now I am on my own again. Well no time to think about that now.. the shakes are comin I gotta get my next fix.

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Call me Addic