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Razorblade Smiles Report | 04/15/2014 5:49 am

Her smile was all he needed to push him over the edge as they drove onwards through Gotham city traffic, Harley was both his rock, and both that nagging voice in the back of his mind egging him on to do nasty wicked things. In his earlier years, he had done it to impress her, now it was a mutual understanding, something more than just love and admiration, they understood each other. Before long they had made it to the far side of town, pulling right out in front of the store 'On Ice' somewhere along the lines, someone had thought a catchy name with a more modern feel fit the diamond better than a classic one. Wiggling about in his chair, seeming to be searching... he'd groan, annoyed before flipping the trunk toggle, and stepping out. When he hit the back, after a moment of digging through junk, he chuckled, "--Oh-ho, piss poor place to keep this bucko... who knows what unscrupulous individuals might get their hands on it?" he would have revealed a pump action shotgun, the shells settled in a dingy little rumpled box. Calking it easily with one hand, he'd toss a crowbar towards Harley, and smile dangerously, "--Shall we?" moving toward the front doors, he'd slip inside, "--Everyone, get your a** out from behind the counters..." several screams, and whimpers, just as the rent a cop made a move for his piece, Joker sideswiped him, knocking him out with a firm butt with the back of the gun, "--Harl do me a favor, flip the open sign to closed, and shut the blinds... we don't need any uninvited guests..." wetting his thin, blood red lips he grinned yellowing teeth standing in startling contrast to his pale features, "--Today is your lucky day folks, today you get to partake in my experimental study of the human psyche, can terrified citizens still follow rules?" before he could get another word out, a man charged past him, trying to escape... he was put down easily dropped like a fly as the first shot passed through his shoulder, destroying his clavicle, errupting more shouts and sobs, "--Ahem, now where was I? Oh yes, first rule of order, anyone seen leaving before our test is over... will be shot," he hissed, shooting another shot at the downed man, this time blowing apart his left leg, laughing all the while, "--Secondly, Any test subject caught complaining about our little study will be shot..." BAM, again, "--and thirdly, any subject who breaks any other rules I have yet to forumlate... yes, you guessed it... will be shot," this time firing a shot that collapsed his head like an overripened fruit, leaving a terrible mess on the floor... "--Now Harl, let's go Diamond shopping..." he cooed, instantly launching himself over the counter to nose about in the back, eerily calm, as if taking the man's life, as if taking any life was just as simply done as one would shoo a fly...

[[Ha funny :} well hopefully you don't lose too much sleep]]

Razorblade Smiles Report | 03/25/2014 5:29 am

Joe couldn't help but smirk, blood red lips curling up into a twisted little smile, at the sight of her excitement, secretly he always liked to see that, his little indulgence knowing Harley was still wrapped around his finger. He had been the one to guide her mind into a new way of thinking, she was already a little wacko even before he got ahold of her, anything else... Arkham and the rest of the world had diminished what sanity was left, and now days... she was more and more like him. Around and around he spun her, moving along the streets, still drawing the occasional eye, most of which hurried off in the opposite direction, worried they might end up as hostages if they ended up lingering too long, after all everyone now days knew of the clownish duo. Keeping on her feet well enough, she'd answer him, "Do something? Well...Gotham doesn't seem to have a hero these days to stop you, Puddin..." these words very nearly drowned out her next, oh how he missed being stopped by the Batman, those old antics, where had he gone? He knew he didn't take vacations, in fact he wasn't even sure Bats even had time for a shower with the way he worked, "--Slaughter some folks?" maybe, that always seemed to cheer him up, "--Steal diamonds and flaunt them to Frost Bucket? I'm totally up to whatever it is you want to do, Puddin." "--Maybe we can do all of the above, after all I always prefer multiple choice," he proclaimed, so the plan... steal diamonds, kill a couple people on the way out... flaunt them at Freeze... maybe borrow some of his technology, oh the wonders he could do with a freeze gun... he couldn't help but smile at the thought, "Could always rev up your Harley." the thought came out of left field quickly, in fact he nearly missed it...a look of surprise, and then he'd smile, eyes glimmering black green like a striking asp's, "--Oh ho, Harley... you always know how to make me blush..." although not a shred of color would appear on his face, "--Maybe later, when we're done..." such a strange way of working and thinking, but thus was the way he worked, business always before pleasure, sometimes at the same time, and sometimes not at all... a wild card, to say in the least. In his most mocking of tones reminiscent of his idoled hero, he shout, "--To the Batmobile!" picking up a near by loosened brick, and lobbying it hard into the car window across from them, the thing shattered, thankfully triggering no alarm, not that it wasn't anything he could handle. Reaching inside, he unlocked the car door, and opened it wide for Harleen, brushing the glass out onto the street, a true romantic inside his head, "--Your chariot awaits my dear..." he added, before hurrying around to the other side, taking the driver seat, waiting until Harley was in before pulling out into traffic, nearly side swiping a passing car...

[[Well that's good to know, I just want to take a census on whether I should stay or not, seems like people want me to hang around, besides the lack of active Jokers I've been told I am no slouch, heh. Congrats on the baby, I know they can be a handful when their young, so answer when you can, no rush :} ]]

Razorblade Smiles Report | 02/26/2014 7:15 am

Tipping his head upwards thoughtfully in such an estranged manner, he smirked at Harley's actions, all of it a facade, now days she was about as innocent as he was... not completely, but slight, she was getting there, and it was nearly a wild dream fulfilled, to break her goodness completely, leave the shred of it for the bed. Allowing that perverse thought to dance across his jaded mind, he wet his stained ruby lips, the color seemed to be scrawled for one last attempt by the hand of a dying Hooker, in a gored slash of blood. "--I think you've done alright kiddo," he uttered in that strange accented tone of his, while he clasped her hands into his own, and spun her about into an inpromptu dance right on the street in front of the passing night time pedestrians, who fearfully glanced their way. Jerking her close, gloved hand clasping gently about her throat, threatening to break it, or choke the life from her, he whispered, lips nearly touching hers, "--Whaddayou think we should do Harl?"

[[Currently my song isn't playing on my profile which is annoying, but this is what it would sound like, thought I'd show you. A friend of mine sent me this song, and I thought it was perfect for Joker and Harley lol :} Creepy Circus sounding music anywho I thought I'd respond back because I missed RPing as Joker, you see I thought about getting rid of this profile, I thought I'd stop being Joker, but I'm not sure how people would feel? Thoughts? Maybe make me feel good about myself, ha!]]

Razorblade Smiles Report | 01/23/2014 10:46 am

Quietly listening too her, a smirk displayed on his pale face like an open wound with teeth, the clown couldn't help but chuckle, "--Don't let the voices get the best of you Harley, beat them back with a stick if you need too..." 'Course...' he thought, fingers suddenly around a nearby two by four, 'I could always help...' his mind slipping into darkness for but a moment before her compliment, no matter the humor laced within it, "--Oh good, you remembered..." more humor on his end...

Razorblade Smiles Report | 01/14/2014 7:45 am

"--Oh ho!" he chuckled nervously while smoothing back his unruly emerald hair, "--Welcome back Doll, how have you been?"

Domina Mortem Report | 01/13/2014 9:47 pm

*Lays on her stomach on the chair as it floats and tilts back just a little* Maybe both.8o

Domina Mortem Report | 01/13/2014 9:43 pm

Well then it's settled! *Has to bowls with giant marshmallows and swirly silly straws in them*

Domina Mortem Report | 01/13/2014 9:40 pm

You kidding? 8o This is gaia! We go for the marshmallow that you need a bowl for! Then again it would look silly walking around with a bowl of cocoa and a giant marshmallow. ><

Domina Mortem Report | 01/13/2014 9:34 pm

*Laughs* I get the cocoa you get the marshmallows?

Domina Mortem Report | 01/13/2014 9:30 pm

Haha.xp Ah who needs sanity?