Do Not Joke with the JokerAs the morning light slipped through Harley Quinn's curtains and onto her sleeping form, she began to shift under her thick blankets. Were this any other day, she would have muttered to her puddin' to shut out the sun but this wasn't just any other day...Do Not Joke with the Joker6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was April Fool's Day.
And if Harley Quinn wasn't up and ready for April Fool's Day, then she might as well pack up her bags and kiss Puddin' good-bye, because Harley Quinn was nobody if she wasn't the biggest prankster in town...after Mista J of course.
So as soon as she blinked open her blue eyes, she grinned a sly grin and hopped out of bed. She had prepared a to-do list for today, since last October, every man, woman, or kid who ticked her off, today was her chance for revenge and it started with the one and only, Clown Prince of Crime. He kicked her to the curb so many times but this time she'd scare him so good he'd never raise a hand, foot, club, hammer, gun, bat, knife, mallet, branch, toaster, 2-by-4, trash can, frying pan,
The Angel of DarknessThe Angel of Darkness1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Angel of Darkness
Location: Gotham city, 12:25 am .
I find myself sitting next to a statue of an angel ... I see the city from a building ... I only see horror .... anarchy ... fear ... nothing like what my family do.... some of them died trying to help ... green arrow it was one of them ... oliver was strong until the end ... but superman changed all ... i see the city again and I see a gang beating someone up... i jump out of the building to direct them fall at a high speed and use my cape as a glider and fall softly in the dark and use my detective vision to see what happens ...
thug : (takes a bat) .... you should be more grateful to us .... not is that so boys?
man: please I did nothing ... let me go ...
thug : (ready to hit the man but a smoke bomb explodes clouding his view) WHAT THE FU....
i get out of the darkness and hit the men until they are knocked out and see the latest and the fog dissapears...
thug : can not be ... you were ... I saw you ...
Arkham City Interviews - Julie Arkham City Interviews - JulieArkham City Interviews - Julie3 years ago in Drama More Like This
[Start of Tape]
Julie: (Angrily) WHAT AM I DOING HERE, STRANGE!!?
i'm not like the "crazies" that you keep in here!!"
Hugo Strange: I'll be the judge of THAT, Miss Juilie.
All you need to do is answer some questions for me.
so i get better know the imfamous "Third Puffy"
and, to figure out WHY your here in Arkham."
Julie: I'm "here" because of that Stupid, Freakin BATMAN!!!
(Strange chuckled softly)
Hugo Strange: YES, i would Love to discuss t
SuicideSuicide7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Bruce and Alfred were having dinner when bat-alarm started beeping.
"What can it be?" Batman though aloud.
He had just send Penguin back to Arkham and now there was already a new accident.. or what ever it was. Batman had to go and see what was going on. When he arrived to the place where all the polices were, Batman looked for the well-known police who could say what this was all about. And soon he reached Gordon who told him the hole situation.
"WHAT?!" Batman shouted half surprised. He wasn't sure if he heard everything right.
"I know.. Doesn't sound like the Joker, right? Anyways, we've been trying to talk to him but he won't listen. Maybe you should go up there and talk to him." Gordon sighed.
Batman lifted his head upwards to see the top of the highest building. He could see the green spot at the top of the building. Now why Joker would want to kill himself? Batman's head was full of questions when he was on his way to the top. Joker never looked like he would want to kill himsel
Fear and Madness - Epilogue 'You can do this,' he kept telling himself. 'You can do this 'Fear and Madness - Epilogue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lord, how his nerves were shot. Jonathan Crane stood on the doorstep of Jervis Tetch's current house, as he had been for the past ten minutes, simply staring at the threshold with discouraged eyes, wringing his hands together nervously.
He heaved a tired sigh as he turned to leave again. He hadn't taken more than three steps before he came to a stop, frustrated and embarrassed by his own cowardice. 'It's just Jervis, for Christ's sake!' he scolded himself internally. He turned back around, giving the threshold an offended and angry look. He marched to the doorstep with new purpose, but with each step forward, his confidence dissolved. He found himself staring at the door again.
With a disgruntled growl, he ran a hand through his auburn hair. He rubbed the back of his stiff neck with a thin hand. He hadn't slept a wink the night before. Instead, he
Unhappy Birthday Tetch!Unhappy Birthday6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Another round of pounding against the wooden door passed. When there came no answer, Jonathan Crane heaved an exasperated sigh. Tetch, come on! Open up! he called through the wooden barrier between himself and the Mad Hatter. I know youre in there! He crossed his arms and waited, tapping his foot impatiently against the ground.
With another irritated sigh, he pounded his fist against the door again. You knew I was coming, so dont give me any of that two days slow crap! Were going to be late!
Im not going! came the muffled response from inside the room.
Crane threw his arms up into the air. He lives! he yelled, his words dripping with sarcasm. What was that you said?
Im. Not. Going. Tetch restated, emphasizing each word with a brief paus
BD: CriticismBatman DrabblesBD: Criticism4 years ago in Humor More Like This
A collection of stories that were too short to call one-shots.
I do not own any of the characters. They belong to DC Comics. This was written purely for fun.
Jonathan Crane massaged his temple through his burlap mask, trying to calm the throbbing headache he had developed since leaving the crime scene. He was leaning against one of the walls of the Hatter's hideouts, trying with very little success to ignore his partner in crime.
With an inaudible grumble, he lowered his hand from his mask to cross his arms over his thin chest. His enraged eyes shot to Jervis, who was still going on about the luck of their situation. Crane's irritated orbs followed the Englishman around as he cheerfully made the preparations.
" and which tea do you think she'd like, Earl Grey or English Breakfast?" Jervis finally stopped bumbling around and looked over at the villa
BD: Blind SpotsBatman DrabblesBD: Blind Spots5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A collection of stories that were too short to call one-shots.
I do not own any of the characters. They belong to DC Comics. This was written purely for fun.
A soft groan escaped from the villain as feeling slowly began to return to his body. His neck was killing him, as were other various parts of his body. His eyelids fluttered open after he drew a hissing breath in, pain shooting through his chest. He felt like he was moving; each slight bounce he felt made his neck scream in pain. He realized he was staring up at the dark interior of a vehicle, craning his neck.
Jervis Tetch finally brought his head forward so he was sitting in the seat he was in properly. He felt like a bobble-head; if he wasn't so disoriented, he would have started giggling at the thought. His droopy eyes fell to his lap, where his gloved hands rested. He noticed the handcuffs around his wrists with the
Like pinned butterfliesUnderneath the screams lie echoes of a destructive yet beautiful dismemberment.Like pinned butterflies3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The clown prince can almost literally feel the ripping of Harley's metaphorical wings as he scratches down her back.
Little bits of good forever stuck under his nails.
Blue adoring eyes stare up at the one monster that destroyed her life yet breathed a whole new one into her lips like a gun to a suicide victim. Harley can taste blood on her lips but then again it can be war paint.
Her heart beats like gun shouts and Joker slides another bullet into her mouth with his tongue. Something about mad love that no one knows.
Nobody can cure a maniac
Especially a murderous like love.
Harley is still young to this new form of viewing the world. Like a lost puppy fending for food and getting her bearings. He speaks in such a way that the old her sometimes screams back at her, she begs for this clown princess to remember who she is and that she still has hope but the clown princess paints her lips midnight and hushes
Snow Day The air was serene, something that the streets of Gotham never allowed for. Technically still within the city limits, the forest of pine and oak trees stood. The fir and leaves were covered with the white powder that continued to fall from the heavens, coating the ground. The usual noise that came from such a large metropolis was absent, replaced with the soft sound of snowfall. All else was silent, leaving the forest in a peaceful slumber.Snow Day5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The quiet was interrupted when the soft crunching of snow began to sound. They were coming in rapid progression, signifying someone moving at a quick pace.
"Hurry, Jonathan!" Jervis Tetch called over his shoulder as he ran up the inclined plane. His breath became visible as it hit the frigid air. His heavy snow boots continued to crunch the freshly fallen snow. His blue overcoat ended just above where the snow began. A stray breeze rustled his teal and blue-green checkered scarf before he brought
Winter pt1Winter pt13 years ago in Drama More Like This
It had started off simple enough. Break into the building, rob a few apartments, gas a few people and leave some clues (Jonathan always hated that last part but this time it was necessary). It should have gone off perfectly. They had planned it for over a month; it should have worked. But it didn't. Someone had been brave enough to call the police and they had done it covertly enough so that the two rogues didn't realize until the building was surrounded. Eddie glanced out the window nervously, clearly unhappy with the recent turn of events.
"We need to go, Jon," he said, looking at Scarecrow. "Gordon's got us surrounded. Our plans will be ruined if we get caught now." Jonathan shook his head.
"You worry too much," he said. "We have more people to gas and clues to leave."
"We've left enough," Eddie insisted. "We need to go." Jonathan turned, glaring at the other man.
"Knock it off," he snapped, having heard enough. Oh, if he had only listened to Eddie.
They went up a floor, with Eddie
Daddy IssuesArnold had known this was a bad idea from the start, but he thought that for every idea Scarface had..and they had never gone wrong before. Swallowing nervously and wiping his forehead with his handkerchief, he opened the door to his father's office. He and Scarface both made sure that Arnold Senior had no meetings at this time, as it would have been impossible to do this otherwise. "Jus' play it cool, Dummy," Scarface hissed through wooden teeth. Arnold only nodded, clearing his throat after stepping in. "H-hello, Father."Daddy Issues4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hm?" The ventriloquist's father looked up from his papers, a cigarre clenched between his teeth. He looked displeased to see his meek mannered pathetic excuse for a son. "What are yas doin' in here, boy?"
Arnold was far beyond that of a boy, but he did not correct his father. He merely tugged at the collar of his shirt. "W-w-well, Father...I-I just...t-thought I should..."
"For Christ's sakes, jus' spit it out, Dummy!" Scarface snapped.
Arnold's father gave a sneer
Drink Part 5Standing in the band room, Dick practiced his music. Dick's snare lesson hadn't gone well, since he had been drinking over the weekends instead of practicing.Drink Part 54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He could hear the drumming of the person in lessons at the moment. He did his best to block it out as he practiced the same music. He looked at the multiple 16th notes and rolls. Across the sides of the sheet music were his notes on the choreography that went with the music for the marching band show.
He sighed as he tried to play the music while moving his feat in time and doing the different choreography moves. He started losing time and his rolls were getting sloppy. He threw the sticks down in dismay at the end. It was sad how sloppy and horrible he did on that rep.
Dick sat in the seat by his drum. He sifted through his bag until he found his phone. He had one new message from Wally.
Party tonight at my place! You gotta come!
Dick smiled. His phone vibrated again.
I'm outside right now. Bruce.
Dick grabbed his stu
Into the Rush Chp 1Into the Rush Chp 15 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"To be honest," Waxer spat bloodied saliva on the dusty ground," that was a horrible landing."
"Oh ok, smart ass, you land a escape pod while we fly into a atmosphere, I mean, you can't even DRIVE escape pods!" Boil retorted appearing from the dented pod, two blasters in hand.
Waxer grinned as he replaced his helmet," I bet I could do better buddy, but at the moment, we need to figure out where General Kenobi is."
Boil threw Waxer his blaster and went back into the pod. He reappeared, his helmet underarm.
"No, first we need to find where in the hell we are." he griped, rubbing his nose before putting on his helmet.
Waxer warily looked around at his surroundings. Steep rock walls surrounded them, the sky a open blue above. Waxer kicked the dusty earth.
"Why in the hell did the Separatists attack before be even got there? I mean, they weren't supposed to even know that we were coming. Damn I hope everyone else is ok." Boil trailed off, looking upwards.
Waxer silently agreed as he clicked
StH: Eggmind (1- Sally and Nicole)Another day in Eggman's city, and once again, the Freedom Fighters were running amuck and trying to blow up one of his EggSWAT factories. For too long, they had run roughshod over his plans, and flattened his armies mercilessly. Even on the odd occasion that he managed to capture and hypnotize one of them, they still beat him. It was getting annoying.StH: Eggmind (1- Sally and Nicole)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
However, as he found himself reading through the old logs, he found some that interested him. They had been written by Snively while the mad doctor himself had been locked in a padded cell after being driven completely insane for a while. Apparently, Snively, with the aid of Regina Ferrum, the Iron Queen, had successfuully taken over Mobotropolis, by using Regina's magitek to brainwash Nicole the Lynx. Nicole was a major pain. Not only was she non-organic, and therefore immune to some of his best weapons, but she also protected the nanite city of Mobotropolis, and frequently hacked into his city and deactivated all of his security measure
The ExceptionArkham Asylum: Rec-roomThe Exception3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Awww is Professor Crane upset?"
Jonathan Crane glared at Pamela Isley as she ran a fingertip down his arm.
"Stop what?" she purred, slipping her arms around his neck with a sultry smile.
Jonathan's ears burned.
Ivy chuckled. "I don't hear that often "
The Scarecrow scowled back, trying to push her away. "Well, perhaps you should!"
With a growl, Jonathan finally managed to shove her off of him.
"Because, I don't like to be touched! I don't want company, and I hate people! That's why! Understood?!"
Before Pam could answer, the door to the rec-room opened and a tired-looking man with ginger hair shuffled in, walking directly over to the Scarecrow and curling up close beside him on the couch, closing his green eyes with a sigh.
For a moment, no one spoke.
And then Ivy smirked, gesturing to the Riddler who had just unwittingly disproved the Scarecrow's point.
"No people, huh?"
Outfits"Harley, leave me alone." Joker clenched his teeth as he growled at the dancing woman in front of his desk. She didn't seem to notice the seriousness in his animalistic but distracted warning. She held two shirts suspended in the air by hangers, glancing back and forth between them and biting her glossed lips in thought.Outfits3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"First, tell me which one you like better!" She squeaked, holding the shirts over her body one by one. She had her "pajamas" on; a cottony black button up shirt she sewed herself with red hearts all over it, paired up with matching sweat pants. Joker kept his focus on the long pencil in his hand, sketching routes through a complex blue-print of a building.
Once the sirens rang, these doors would be locked first, then these over here. This one would be easiest to break open but the elevator would be shut down, so... we'd have to take the stairs down a couple of floors or should we go up? Hmm... Maybe I should take a trip to the airport and steal a helic
Oh no he didn't..Oh no he didn't..5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Rex stared at the wall. Cody had gone drinking with the others, leaving Rex alone with Denal. Rolling over, Rex watched his most trusted trooper stretch and take off his armored boots.
Going to bed already Denal? Rex chuckled.
Denal turned and grinned at his captain, Well sir, we got training tomorrow dont we? With your drills, Ill need my rest. he snorted.
What? Rex grinned.
Oh its just the rest going off like that. Boy, their gonna have a hangover and go through drills. Sucks for them. Denal smirked.
Rex put his arms behind his head. He hadnt bothered to remove his armor yet. He wasnt even tired. After counting all of the scratches on his helmet, Rex glanced over to Denal who dozed with his arms crossed over his chest.
Loud barks of laughter and a hard thud directed Rexs attention to the door. Denal had awaken, annoyed at the interruption.
Sir are ok? someones slurred speech asked.
Classroom ChaosJonathan Crane sighed, settling into the big chair behind his desk and steepling his fingers. "Alright, Hector. Let's see that homework."Classroom Chaos3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Seated behind the table in front of him, the Scarecrow's lone pupil fidgeted uncomfortably. "Uh um "
Jonathan raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly. "Well?"
"Uh Bubbles ate it!" the boy blurted, chestnut hair flopping into eyes the shade of chocolate. The Master of Fear sighed again, closing his eyes. "Hector Bubbles is a goldfish. I'm not even sure it's possible for a creature of his size to digest your homework "
"W-well, he's pretty big " Hector mumbled, trying desperately to justify his unthought-out excuse. "And and, you know, I think he's evolving! Yeah! His fins are starting to look thicker " he trailed off as his mentor took his glasses off, gripping them with a fingertip as he raised an eyebrow at his 'adopted' son. "Hector " he began again, "I highly doubt that you have t
SolitaryJonathan Crane bolted upright in bed, heart pounding until he though for sure it would explode.Solitary3 years ago in Drama More Like This
After a few moments, he sighed shakily and turned to his right.
An empty pillow stared back at him.
His eyes widened, heart rate speeding up again and then he remembered.
He was in solitary.
Swallowing, he stood, pacing back and forth across the cold concrete floor. He couldn't let the nightmare bother him. But he knew it wasn't really the nightmare that was making his chest tighten and his throat close up.
You're alone. a small voice in the back of his head whispered. All alone. They won't let you out of solitary for another two weeks.
"Shut up " Jonathan hissed back, his voice sounding hoarse and strange from disuse. Sitting on the edge of the bed, the Scarecrow put his head in his hands and squeezed his eyes shut.
He hated solitary.
Here, there was nothing to do, nothing to break the oppressive silence.
No one to stop the nightmares.
He stood abruptly
TMTY Chapter 11The many charts and displays on the bridge of DeJosa's cruiser glowed and beeped, with the occasional clone to check their readings. Skywalker and the 501st had already left for Teth in a smaller transport, leaving DeJosa to head towards her objective with her new company.TMTY Chapter 115 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Although the ship had to make a jump into hyperspace, no one in the command crew knew where the ship was supposed to go. DeJosa had never informed anyone of the location of the cruiser they were going to board, and on the command deck, she was nowhere to be seen.
Clone Commander Avon, the commander under DeJosa, waited impatiently for the general to arrive.
Avon was a very serious commander, and this was necessary to counterbalance DeJosa's aloofness. He was a babysitter; and without him, nothing on the ship would be done until DeJosa needed things done for her own benefit. This stress had turned his hair grey, and left him looking more aged than he was.
He had gotten to the bridge early, 4:00 a.m., on her orders. Th