Joker Diaries Entry 1
Today my mummy came to me in a dream. She had belts and braces and there was paint all over her face. She looked like a clown cause her nose as busted and bleeding. She told me, she said, "Son, your a bloody disgrace and an abortion of the world. Still, you always make me smile." Then she was gone...
FUnny dreams. I don't dream. ALl those others, they dream of who and what has been and gone. They dream of the future. If I were to dream, everyone would be laughing as I beat Harley with an accordion. It might even be fondly recalling when Barbara Gordon was shot in the spine, or that time we had Bats in the Asylum. Aaaaah, those were the days.
Today I am here at Arkham, the Asylum I sometimes call home. This cell needs a welcome mat. They always put me here, and there is always a Joker card on the mattress. Good old Gotham City! OH, how sad my life would be without you people! All I want to do is make you smiiiiiiiilee!! Smile and laugh until you die. It's sim
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I groaned. I tried to move my arm. I groaned again.
I repeated the process with both of my legs, and got the same result. Pain.
Things weren't broken. Just amazingly sore.
I opened my eyes and was meet by a dazzling blinding light. I blinked a few times and looked to my right. She was here.
"Hello Jack, how are you feeling?" She says sweetly.
"I'm fine. Why am I in a hospital?" I snap.
"You were pushed off a building! Oh my god, I was so worried about you. I did a report on it and everything. Do you remember Joker pushing you off?" Her blue eyes sparkled with unshed tears.
"Of course I remember. It isn't something I will soon forget."
"Jack... I have a question for you..." she starts.
"Why is Harley in the waiting room... I thought you said you didn't love her anymore."
"I did say that. But I guess she was called when they brought me in after my fall."
"Would you do me a favor, Vicki, and send her away?" I say sweetly.
"Oh sure, Jack! I love you so much!" She sque
Missing Pieces: Chapter FourBy the time Vanellope went to bed, her brain was buzzing like a pack of pop rocks.Missing Pieces: Chapter Four2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The latest upgrade, which King Candy had identified with confidence on their return, indeed contained a racer - a dark-haired, ruby-eyed girl in red and white ("VELVETINA BRITEFLOUR!"); Candlehead, beside herself with delight over the girl's red velvet theming and the way her Red Velvet Road wound around the cupcakes below Royal Raceway, had immediately volunteered to give up her place on the roster for Velvetina as Vanellope had for Coco.
Vanellope had felt a strange sense of pride at that - that the other racers were picking up on her ideas, and genuinely trying to make newcomers feel welcome instead of isolating them.
Such a change from the past fifteen years. Somehow, that contentment made the reminders that Drift - and the fact of the other racers being shut out - presented all the more unsettling.
Still, Ralph was sitting quietly beside her, and she knew he wouldn't go to the giant spongecak
King Glitch: Chapter OneKing Glitch: Chapter One3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was the home stretch of the Random Roster Race. Vanellope von Schweetz was in the lead.
Taffyta Muttonfudge was several lengths behind her, leaning forward intently as she tried to catch up. Later, she would blame her second-place position on Vanellope's glitching, but only in jest and only to avoid admitting that the President had gotten the better of her. They all knew Vanellope rarely glitched in their after-hours races and never in the RRR; after all, she knew all too well what it felt like to be shut out, and would never risk bumping a racer who might have otherwise made the top nine out through her ability.
She was such a good girl.
Vanellope's win was all but assured, but the watcher half-hidden behind the stands bearing her name fidgeted with tension until the wildly glittery Candy Kart flashed across the finish line, Pink Lightning seconds behind. The stands erupted with cheers as each racer came in and he smiled, still fidgeting slightly as he watched the kids leap
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It wasnt difficult to get out of that final door. With no one guarding it, we could just slip out. We walked about halfway into the foyer of Arkham, when Joker stopped, pulling on my hand to make me do the same.
What? I said, turning to him. We need to get outta here before more guards show up.
I know, he said, turning toward the offices. Ive just had an epiphany.
He walked into the
Come my child, don't run away.Come my child, don't run away.Come my child, don't run away.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slendy only wants to play.
We can play under the moonlit sky.
Don't cry my child, Slendy won't hurt a fly.
We must go to a place far from here.
Someplace where no one can hear.
Into the forest, we must go.
Hurry now child, you're far too slow
This is my home, isn't it nice?
Here I live, the dark, as cold as ice.
Please don't struggle, please don't squirm.
I'm sorry my grasp must be so firm.
Forgive me my child, for I have lied.
You won't leave this place alive.
I'm sorry my child, you cannot leave this place.
You should never trust one with no face.