canon is the arkham games | counting down the days, kiddies.

[prettyfunny]

Ladies and gentleman, boils and germs, look who's finally decided to grace us with her presence!

Oh, don't go feeling sorry for yourself, kiddo. Nobody's missed you like your dear Uncle Joker! Remember all the fun we used to have together? Blowing up hospitals, kidnapping baby birdies, and really stickin' it to our dear old Batbrain. Ah. Memories.

So, how's about it, huh? Let's get the band back together!

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[prettyfunny]

[ The Joker sprawls out on a tall armchair. It's breaking in parts and several bullet holes stand out against the garish shade of purple. His hands settle at the back of his head, his long legs sidle over the sagging arm. He kicks his feet this way, that way. His smile is thoughtful. ]

Why, Harvey! Of course it does. [ His laugh is more like a whoop as all his limbs jut out quickly in other directions. ] What could be more important than ample screen-time featuring yours truly!? Mudda always said I had a face that could be in the pictures!

Or was it crime scene pictures? [ He folds his legs, looking awfully contemplative about this. ] Ah, who cares? Look at me!

[halftheman]

I'm looking, I'm looking... God knows it's like a trainwreck. You can't tear your eyes away, no matter how much you want to.

[ Harvey is all wound tight, no smiles or laughs. His solemnity only interrupted by rage, he remains unmoved by the clown's antics. ]