Joker grinned looking at Harley. <br /> "Now, Now, now." <br /> "Let's not get too hasty" he chuckled.<br /> "I was thinking more like.."<br /> "Whoever, in this little group, thinks they can kill-" he grabs the kid in front of Harley "-this kid. The rest of you get to live!" He laughed.<br /> "If you try anything else, I'll kill you all"<br /> Joker whistles, and 10 henchmen appear out of the shadows and form a circle around the civilians<br /> "You have 10 minutes"<br /> He sneered.<br /> Joker walks back to his car and as he opens the door he hears "freak!". He turns around laughing "Now.. Who was that?" He chucked.<br /> The crowd of people move apart to reveal a medium sized man with short brown hair.<br /> Joker laughed "Now.. What on earth made you say that to good old Uncle J?" He sneered<br /> "Come, gimme a hug" he bended down, his bloody arm outstretched and the other pointed, with the pistol, pointing directly at the man. <br /> The man walks over, trembling and stops in front of Joker, who wraps his arms around Him.<br /> Joker swiftly put his had in the back of his pocket and grabs his knife, stabbing the man in the back. He laughs hysterically, watching the man fall to the ground.<br /> "Anyone else got any comments?" He asked, and he smirked at the silence among the crowd. He opened the car door, and sat waiting for a gunshot, or the screaming of the child. <br /> <br /> ((Wow. Now he's just Evil xD))

((Does she even use the hammer in ss? idk she does now))Harley grabbed her hammer out of the car and stepped out.<br /> "Whoever gets over here first gets to live. The rest of you..." She sighed as a little kid ran up to her.<br />

Joker rolls his eyes and steps out of the car, grabbing his gun. He flashes Harley a mischievous grin.<br /> "Good morning ladies and gentlemen."<br /> He sneered, the blood covering the golden gun from his hand and blood trickling down his arm and back.<br /> <br /> ((he's an ass. Get used to it xD))

"Now? Just don't get caught." Harley looked up to see some groups of people, some crying, others staring

Joker looked at Harley grinning<br /> "Of course, do you expect me to change?" He muttered<br /> <br /> "Exactly. There'll be new.. Regulations... If I end up in the Asylum again. Nobody will treat me the way they did ever again" he growled darkly.<br /> <br /> He groans, his back aching a bit as he shuffled in his chair.<br /> He put his bloody hand on the steering wheel.<br /> "What now?" He mumbles.

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" Good old Mr.J, just as stubborn as always."<br /> <br /> "You know you're the best villain in this entire place, Anyone smart wouldn't even go near you. That's what confuses me about these people. They're so sane, so... Stupid."

Joker nods "I know all of those things, and worse" he growls<br /> <br /> "I'd choose to get the hell outta there.."<br /> <br /> "There's always an escape, no matter how much pain it causes to find, there's always a way..." He muttered.<br /> <br /> "You're just a crazy little girl, you let them tell you what to do.."<br /> <br /> ".. You know why they don't come to me? Because they're scared. They know I'd never bow down and do what they ask. I have nothing to fear, nothing for them to threaten me with" He chuckles.

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" Given the choice between causing havoc or rotting in a cage, what would you pick? It's not that nice being in mid air, in a cage, away from everyone else. Hear screaming and gunshots. Your only company the voices in your head." She sighed. " You know how that is, don't you."

"Well. At least you are fed there. And given space to breathe. And let's not forget the abuse" he flinches again as he gets a sharp pain from a particularly bad taser injury.<br /> "Did you take the job?" He asked as he gives up on getting the bullet the easy way and grabs his knife, flinching as the thin metal sliced at the tissue inside of the hole.<br /> He growls when he finnaly gets the bullet out and leaves it to bleed for a while.

" Nothing fun. They let us out, we do their jobs but better, and they lower our sentence times. " She looked at him funny, studying all the bruises and marks on his back covering the tattoos. " It's not like it'd matter anyway. They'll just throw us all back into that stupid place when they're done."