#Goonian

[bet-on-me-13]

Goonian Rep Danny AU

So, I think most of us have seen the AU where Danny joins the Goonion as a representative to get them their benefits

And I think we all gloss over the fact that there is another Union for Villains around. The Flash Rogues Gallery! They have Rules, Payouts, punishments, traditions, everything!

I can see a world where Danny joins the Flash Rouges Union as an enforcer of the Rules. Like he is there when they beat the shit out of Inertia for tricking them into killing Bart Allen, or he is the one who punishes Trickster when he breaks the “No unnecessary harming of civilians unless for revenge” Rule.

He is the one who keeps them in line, and he has a similar relationship like the Flash to them, except he is much more morally grey. He won’t care if you kill a civilian as long as the civilian met the “Revenge” criteria, but anything else and you can bet your Pay is docked for the next 3 months

He and Flash have an amicable relationship. He keeps the Rouges in line with the Rules they set up themselves, and Flash acts as the source of their source of entertainment and nemesis.

I like to imagine that one day a Rouge breaks a rule, like maybe that time the Trickster stuck those bombs on the civilians I mentioned before, and Flash just says “Not my problem anymore, you broke the rule”

And he just pulls out his phone and calls Danny to inform him of the violation before sitting back and watching the fireworks (he does save the civilians, no worries)

[trekkele]

a meme.

[haveihitanerve]

The Joker Isn't Dead- But Where The Hell Is He????

Jason ground his teeth in frustration. He had been searching Gotham for two weeks now, two! And he still hadn't heard a single word about the stupid clown. Joker. Of course now he disappeared off the face of the earth. Just Jason's luck. He gritted his teeth, hunkering down further against the chimney he was leaning against. “Come on you idiots.” he muttered. He was camped out in front of a common Goonian lair, and was waiting for the two goons that he remembered had once been on the clowns payroll. It wasn't their fault, necessarily, the goons were dished out their jobs and didn't have too much say, but he wasn't going to go easy on them either. They were goons after all. (but, he had made sure these were not the goons that had helped restrain and kill him, because he wanted information and not for the pit to take over and kill them before he got that) Finally, the door creaked open and the two henchmen walked out, chatting and laughing. “Not for long.” Jason thought grimly, following them a distance behind on the rooftops. There was a rule, an agreement between the people of Gotham, the Goons, and the Vigilantes, that no goons were to be harmed off duty- unless of course outside of goon aimed attacks and just regular Gotham activity attacks, and they were not allowed to be attacked within a few miles radius of their headquarters. Jason hated the rule, but he did obey by it. But he didn't wait long. Two steps off of the threshold and he swung from above, knocking the two goons into an alley. “Joker. Start talking.” he growled, pointing the gun at them. “Woah!” One goon startled in surprise, both lifting their hands on impulse. “Easy there Red Hood. Theres rules.” “fuck the rules.” Jason snarled back, lifting the pistol higher. “I aint hurting you yet am i? Start talking.” “bout what exactly?” The second goon asked, and Jason begrudgingly had to admit that he knew this goon. “Hey Bill.” Bill dipped his head. “Whats up Red.” Jason tapped his foot impatiently. “I need info on Joker.” The two goons exchanged looks, but kept their hands raised. “Shi man, Joker? Haven't heard that name in a while.” He laughed, ribbing Bill. Bill chuckled. Jason waved the gun threateningly and they obediently put their hands back up. “We haven't been on Joker’s payroll in a while Hood. No goons have. He ain't hiring.” “what?” Jason asked, caught off guard. “But hes not dead!” he exclaimed, waving the gun in confusion. Neither goon flinched, which just showed how long they had lived in Gotham. “Naw but he probably wishes he were.” Bill joked, nudging his partner. The two howled with laughter. “The fuck does that mean?” Jason demanded. Bill looked at him oddly. “Dintcha hear Hood? Batman beat the Joker half to death after he lost his Robin. Joker’s been a permanent residence at Arkam Hospital since.”