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If anyone wants to share, I'm so curious. What's the rarest Batman/comic ship you have?
I ship Victor Zsasz and Vicki Vale, and as far as I can tell, they've only ever interacted in Arkham City and the Telltale series in the very last episode of season 1. I can't really explain when it started, but I just think they'd make a very interesting couple. In my mind, he helps her with her investigating reporting, and she impresses him by being competent, cunning, and very cut throat to get her story.
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I'm Back Baby so I offer a list of the A-List and B-list Rogues in order of how they took on their mantle.
A-Listers
The Penguin: Oswald Cobblepot
Gotham City Butchers: Victor Zsasz
The Joker: Joker Luther
The Riddler: Edward Nashton
Mr. Freeze: Victor Fries
Bane: Bane
Two Face: Harvey Dent
Poison Ivy: Pamela Isley
Killer Croc: Waylon Jones
Catwoman: Selina Kyle
The Scarecrow: Jonathan Crane
Mad Hatter: Jervis Tetch
Harley Quinn: Harleen Quinzel
B-Listers
Calendar Man: Julian Day
Black Mask: Roman Sionis
Clayface: Basil Karlo
Man Bat: Kirk Langstrom
Baby Doll: Mary Dahl
The Ventriloquist: Arnold Wesker
Hush: Thomas Elliot
Fire fly: Bridget Pike
Holiday: Alberto Falcone
Anarchy: Lonnie Machin
#rogue family au#batman#au bits and bobs#i'm back to post more about villians and be sad#harley quinn#joker#poison ivy#jonathan crane#jervis tetch#lonnie machin#julian day
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It's so important to me to say that you should absolutely listen to Riddler Secrets in the Dark it's great! I love this version of the Riddler. I love his back story, and I want so much more of it. It's a little wonky at times, but as someone who love the Gotham Rogues and when their friends, this was Fantastic to me. Plus if you like it, it's a sequel to the even better Batman Unburied.
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Hi! I have a question, do other innmates in Arkham still hang out in the rec room? I have a strong opinion that they still should and they still have a right to.
Oh OK so they absolutely have a right to socialize and go to the Rec Room, but whether they get to depends on who is Head of Security or Head Doctor at the time. Right off the bat, Joker, Zsasz, Poison Ivy, Mr. Freeze and Killer Croc do not go to the rec room. Zsasz probably used to be allowed, but after one too many incidents, he's been deemed too dangerous to leave solitary confinement.
Now the others are on more of a case by case basis. Sometimes they get a doctor who hates them and puts in word that they're not 'stable enough' to be around others. Sometimes they cross one line too far, make too smart of a comment at a guard and the privilege is revoked, something Riddler is notorious for. Sometimes the gauss poke and prod too much and the Rec Room breaks out into a fight and everyone is sent back to cells. Really in the end like everything in Arkham it's up to the whims of Guards and Doctors. At least until Joan Leland shows up, but that's a long post on its own.
#batman#rogue family au#arkham asylum#joker#victor zsasz#poison ivy#victor fries#waylone jones#killer croc
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I'm a firm defender of Arkham being terrible. The worst place on Earth. This place is clearly making everyone worse.
Give me Jonathan Crane loving how cruel and lax one could get with the "patients" at Arkham as he tested his toxin only for him to realize that the same "treatment" would be gave to him as he is finally caught by Batman. Jonathan who was one of the doctors who signed authorizing eletroshock "therapy" because he didn't care either way only for years later see himself being dragged to the eletroconvoulsive room.
Give me Harvey Dent trying to use his lawyer knowledge to protect himself and his friends by mentioning how solitary confinament against mentally ill people is not allowed on the state of New Jersey only for the guards/doctors to smile cruely and say "oh but this isn't solitary confinament it is *insert buzzword for solitary confinament that makes it legal*"(and yes prisons do that irl).
Harley painfully trying to explain both as doctor and as patient that inhumane treatment of inmates was scietifically proven to only make them more violent only to be ignored because "don't the guards deserve revenge" or some similar bullshit.
Ivvy who just wants her plants. Who gets physically sick when she can't get close to the green. But she can't have even sunshine because they specially discriminate against metahumans. And what if she uses her powers? Same for Music Maister except is worse because it is his voice! They even take Freezes suit away the first times but when they realize he will just die he just gets an special room that is basically temperature zero solitary but don't worry is for his own good.
All while doing human experimentation with Clayface because he is a meta anyway and honestly does he even count as human? And of course let's not forget Killer Croc that gets to be arrested in a cell on the fucking sewers. Yes it does not have basic sanitation whatsoever and yes Waylon deserves better.
Jervis who gets punished for daring saying they have no respect for the human mind. And King Tut who is mocked for his delusions instead of helped in any way.
Joker who spends more time in solitary than with actual people to the point is very likely that he was actually sane before Arkham and just an evil clown.
Riddler who spends most of his stay just drugged out of his mind because he talks to much and both the nurses and the guards find him annoying and isn't the silence best for everyone? And if him (or anyone who is reciving too much medication or the wrong meds) gets an addiction, well is not their problem.
And of course the more important part: Bruce who has no clue what is happening until Joan Leland enters the picture and contacts him for help because it doesn't matter if they are all criminals they are people and she is going to do her job (and Bruce Wayne is the only donor that cares). Cue to an horrifyied Bruce questioning his former stance on crime and getting ready to help make Gotham a place were rehabilitation is truly possible.
#arkham asylum#yessssss#yes#all of this!#arkham asylum sucks man and i could talk about it all day!#plus batman/bruce being oblivious#chefs kiss
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This exactly! Just someone who seems so untouchable being afraid of things like everyone else makes it so much more interesting. 10/10 agree!
Joker is afraid of heights. He deals with that fear all the time, of course. Being up high is a far better stage for any performance he puts on. That doesn't mean that his heart doesn't skip when he stands on the edge of the rooftop, or his hands don't shake a little right before he goes out for his big speech looking over Gotham. Sometimes, when he jumps across the rooftops up in Gotham, his stomach drops, and he sees flashes of steel bridges hanging above vats of glowing green liquid. He laughs it off when anyone notices, joking about being clumsy after every stumble due to panic. The first time an explosion rocks him off his feet and he falls several stories down. He gets so terrified that when Batman catches him, he almost bursts into tears due to sheer relief. He doesn’t. He’s not a child, but it’s closer than he would like to admit.
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Joker is afraid of heights. He deals with that fear all the time, of course. Being up high is a far better stage for any performance he puts on. That doesn't mean that his heart doesn't skip when he stands on the edge of the rooftop, or his hands don't shake a little right before he goes out for his big speech looking over Gotham. Sometimes, when he jumps across the rooftops up in Gotham, his stomach drops, and he sees flashes of steel bridges hanging above vats of glowing green liquid. He laughs it off when anyone notices, joking about being clumsy after every stumble due to panic. The first time an explosion rocks him off his feet and he falls several stories down. He gets so terrified that when Batman catches him, he almost bursts into tears due to sheer relief. He doesn’t. He’s not a child, but it’s closer than he would like to admit.
#batman#joker#rogue family au#I live the clown prince of crime.#but like come on. Let him be complex!#its not as fun if nothing bothers him.
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Green Room
"How do you lose your signature gun so often Jay?" Edward leaned over the edge of the couch to watch the clown prince of crime trying to reach his arm further under the couch .
The man looks up his green hair flopping over and covering his eyes, "I swear I left it on the coffee table! One of you bozos must of knocked it over!"
"Bozos? That's the best you have?" Jonathan Cran drawls from his spot on the couch next to Nygma. He's got a piece of black and white fabric he’s stitching together, “I expected more from you. Not even an insulting joke? Just Bozos?”
The clown opens his mouth to reply but a crashing noise interrupts his attempt. Harley Quinn comes crashing into the side room they were getting ready in, toppling over a box of decorative hats that had been left out near the doorway. Pushing herself up she huff, "Hatty! Get someone to move these stupid props! I'm trying to skate here!"
She pushes herself to her feet and dust off the fancy red, white, and black dress she's wearing. Harley had spent days agonizing over her Queen of Hearts outfit. She insisted that it had to look perfect and she looks huffy at having gotten dust on it. Her annoyance only seems to get worse at the sight of Joker on the ground his purple and green waist coat already becoming covered in dust, "Mr. Jay you're getting your coat dirty."
"He lost his pistol," Edward happily informs her.
Joker punches him firmly in the arm, "Shut up Riddles!"
"Seriously! This is like the third time this month you've lost it," she stomps over to them while calling over her shoulder, "Rocco, Happy, Larry! Mr. Jay lost his pistol again!"
The sounds of groans echo from outside the door and then the dropping of a heavy box. Joker groans glaring at Harley, “you didn’t have to get the boys involved Harls. I can find it, it was just on that table.”
The doors opens again and a large man in a black abd white checkered shirt and clown make up painted on his face peaks into the room. Rocco smiles at them and looks right at the blonde girl, "no problem Missus Q, well look around to see if we can find it."
"You don't have to, I can find it," Joker argues.
“We got ten minutes till we have to be on the go Boss and last time you ‘could find it by yourself’ it took nearly an hour and you turned the fun house upside down.” The henchman snorts at the affronted look that crosses Joker face then grabs the box of hats off the floor before stepping back out.
“You know they were my henchmen first Harley,” the clown glowers but the intensity of the glare is lessened by the two rabbit ears on his headband.
“Don’t be jealous Mr. Jay. It’s a bad look on you,” Harley snorts and then tries to reach under the couch as well, “aren’t you supposed to be on the way to the botanical gardens already Johnny?”
“Supposed to be,” the scrawny man shakes his head, “Harvey already managed to rip his costume and Jervis is too busy sett’n up to fix it. I sent Autumn ahead to set up.”
Edward stands up grabbing his bag, “I’ve got head out in three minutes if you finish by then Query or Echo can give you a ride. With how they drive you’ll be there in no time.”
“I appreciate it Edward. I’ll try to hurry,” he looks up and smiles at red head as he slips from the room with an extravagant bow and a flourish of his hat.
A large scaled hand catches the door before it closes and the nine foot tall croc man ducks his head to enter the room. He takes in the sight of the two clowns laying on the floor, groping under the couch Jonathan was sitting on, “uh, Professor what’s go’n on?”
“Joker lost his pistol.”
“Again?”
Joker glares at them, “I don’t lose it that often!”
“You do. Here lemme help you,” he grabs one end of the couch and lifts it with one hand. It reveals absolutely nothing under it so he drops the couch and it bangs against the ground harshly.
Jonathan, still sitting on the couch, raises an eyebrow at him, “really Waylone was that necessary?”
The large man sits beside him and laughs as the couch buckled under his weight, “they need to leave soon might as well send them searching elsewhere.”
“One can only hope,” Crane finishes up the last stitch on the coat, “seems everyone is running behind.”
Beside them the two clowns have descended into bickering back and forth, “It’s not here!”
“I left it on the table Harley! It’s a gun it can’t have gotten up and walked off!”
“Well maybe you didn’t leave it on table, maybe you left it somewhere else! If you’re head wasn’t attached ‘ta your body you’d leave that lying around everywhere too!”
“Maybe if you weren’t always nagging me I could focus on my belongings!”
“Who are you calling a nag!“
“You! You naggy, naggy, nag!”
“They’re toddlers,” a soft voice from behind the couch scares Waylone hard enough to make him jump.
Turning he can see the small frame of Victor Zsasz, having snuck into the room at some point and been unnoticed. “Sweet Jesus Vic, how the hell did ya even get in ‘ere?”
“Through the door,” he turns to the two on the floor whistling, “goof troop, your mutts are being unruly and harassing some of the henchman. I suggest you go stop them before someone hurts them”
Harley gasps running out of the room, “my babies!”
“Oh no,” Joker scrambles to his feet almost toppling over himself in his rush to get to the door. Then he collides head on into Harvey Dent as he tries to enter the room, “Harvey! Your in my way!”
“There you are!” The scarred man glares at him. His voice is rough and scratchy as Two-Face speaks, “hey dumbass you left your pistol in my gun case.”
“What no I didn’t,” Joker snatches the gun from his hands.
Harvey’s voice is softer as he takes over, “no you did. Remember you were commenting on how our custom duel pieces were really nice looking and you were asking who made them so that you could get yours repaired.”
He squints for a moment in thought before his eyes widen cartoonishly, “oh yeah! I do remember that! Well any way thanks Tweedledum and Tweedledee!”
“Piss off,” Two-Face growls and Joker ducks under his arm leaving the room laughing.
Croc looks at Jonathan shaking his head, “you didn’t even flinch. Like a damn statue.”
“It’s only Zsasz, Waylone, nothing to be afraid of,” the scrawny man looks up at Harvey, “your coats finished.”
“Oh thanks Professor Crane. Sorry about making you patch it up. Got too close to some of Pam’s roses,” Harvey laughs taking the jacket back.
Two-Face cuts in, “college boy here was busy drooling over the Poison Plant with tits to notice where he was going.”
Harvey blushes, “I wasn’t drooling over her! Pam wanted to make sure her costume looked good. That was it.”
“Whatever lets you sleep at night,” Two-Face scoffs.
The door opens once again and Pamela and Jervis step into the room together. Two-Face laughs, “speak of the devil and she’ll appear.”
“Why Two-Face do you think of me so highly to call me the devil?” She laughs as Two-Face glares at her.
Harvey on the other hand smiles at her, “we think really highly of you Pam. Who couldn’t?”
She smiles back at him and Jervis nervously claps his hands together, “we’re a little behind schedule but quite honestly it’s not as bad as we usually are. Now cards for each of you.”
He holds out a deck of playing cards, each glinting in the light. They each take a card and Zsasz tilts it side to side, “does it work?”
“Yes but these are dormant and set to a separate frequency so there’s no chance of me accidentally turning them on,” Jervis assures him, “it’s perfectly safe.”
He nods and slips it behind his ear, “I’ll see you there.”
“Try not to let the Bat freak break too many of your bones,” calls out Two-Face as Zsasz walks out.
“Big words from you little man,” Croc snorts placing the card behind his own ear, “see you there slow pokes.”
From outside the door a loud female voice calls in, “Professor C, we’re heading out. If your coming, come now.”
“That’s my cue gentleman,” he grabs his card and then the set of rabbit ears made for him with trepidation, “good luck Jervis. Stay strong.”
“Thank you March Hare! You be strong as well.”
Harvey grabs his card, “see you guys, stay safe and remember, never talk to the police!”
“Wouldn’t dream of it Harvey,” she waves goodbye to the man even as Two-Face flips her off.
Then it was just Pamela and Jervis. Jervis adjust his hat and straightens his coat, the out fit is new and fitted but hes wearing it out from the constant fidgeting. Pamela smiles at him, “you alright Hatter?”
“Oh, um yes I’m perfectly alright Rose.” He smiles up at her but he’s patting his leg nervously and rocking back and forth. When Pamela simply watches him he sighs and shrinks under her view, “I’m just nervous.”
“We all get stage fright Jervis,” Pamela smiles, “it’s not your first rodeo, you know that.”
“Well yes, but this is different.”
“How so? If anything I thought you’d be extra excited, we’re truly bringing Wonderland to life.”
“Yes we are but, we’ll I’m used to playing second fiddle you understand? I work with the others not, in charge of them.” He looks down at the last card in his hand, “all the attention will be on me. The rest of your are just playing mindless puppets today.”
Pamela carefully takes the card so she can avoid touching Jervis’ gloved hands, “you’ll do great Hatter. Breath in. Breath out. Good. Now chin up, big smile, and walk with pride. We’re Rogues and they should all be looking at us. We’re made for the spotlight.”
He smiles at her a little sadly, “sometimes I don’t feel like a very good Rogue. You all are so much more impressive than me.”
She stares at him in surprise, “you invented mind control Jervis. You very nearly beheaded Batman your first time preforming. You are just as much a Rogue as the rest of us.” She slides the card behind her ear, “say it to me.”
“Say it?” He looks at her confused.
“Say, ‘I’m just as much of a Rogue as the rest of you,’” she insists.
“I’m just as much of a Rogue as the rest of you,” Jervis repeats back and smiles at her, “thank you Pamela. Despite what everyone says, you’re very kind.”
“Never say that again. I have a reputation to up hold and there’s no need to thank me. Now let’s go. The star of the show can’t be late,” she heads out of the room and he follows behind her, head held high.
#Rogue Family Au#batman rogues#harley quinn#joker#jervis tetch#mad hatter#jonathan crane#waylone jones#killer croc#scarecrow#poison ivy#pamela lillian isley#harvey dent#two face#rocco#query and echo#my wriitng#fanfic
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Let’s talk more about loneliness and the Rogues Gallery. In specific I can’t stop thinking about how long it took to really know each other, who came first and how long were they alone? Can you imagine being Victor Zsasz? Your parents and younger brother die in a car accident when your a teen and sudden your an orphan with a huge amount of wealth and no one looking out for you. You start to gamble and drink, wasting away your money and your health. Your depression gets worse and worse until one day you decide your done. You go to the Gotham Bridge intending to end your life but before you can some one takes you by surprise and you find yourself at knife point being mugged. It’s too much and you snap, you don’t remember how you got the knife from him but you do remember the noise he made as he died, the way the blood covered your hands. Who finds you then but Carmine, The Roman, Falcone. He doesn’t turn you into the police, no instead he takes you in. He offers you a place in his family and he trains you.
You get good at fighting, you get great at it actually. You learn all you can, hand to hand combat, stealth training, how to shoot, and with it you learn the ins and outs of the Falcone crime dynasty. They call you family, treat at you like family, and in return your grateful for your place with them. You adore The Roman’s kids and you guard him personally. If there’s a problem they send you out to fix it, and you enjoy it. You start to tally mark each of your victims. At first it’s pride for a job well done but soon you can’t help it, you look forward to seeing the marks lining your body. You enjoy your work so much that you start a ritual with it, after every kill you pose the bodies as if they’re still alive, like living zombies. It’s a thrill you can’t help but start chasing outside of your work. The line between work and home life starts to blur, people on the street start to look like zombies and so you start lashing out at people to hold the urge back. Before long the newspaper picks up on your extra curricular work and a name is made for you ‘The Gotham City Butcher’.
The new pattern in your life is one you like. You kill at night and continue normal life during the day. Until one day, the police come to arrest you, and you fight. You kill many of them, but eventually, you lose your blade and your arrest. You don’t expect it to stick. The police are owned by Falcone, so why should you be worried? The charges do stick though. You’re not executed or put in Blackgate. No, you're put in Arkham Asylum with no release date. No one in the Falcone family visits you, not even once. They leave you to rot, and you don’t know how long you rot for. The days blur together in the darkness of the asylum, and you're considered too dangerous to be anywhere but isolation. Alone again but with nothing to distract from the sting of betrayal.
How jarring it must have been when the monotonous silence is interrupted by peels of unhinged laughter. How much comfort and relief did that sound bring?
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Arkham Asylum is a terrible and unethical place that treats its patients like sub-humans. Not only do the doctors and guards in the Asylum treat them like that but the police and the Batman most of the time do as well. Despite the fact that the city sends them to get mental health care, everyone has already given up on the idea of them ever getting better. Having said that can you imagine how lonely that must be for the Rogues, to have no one advocate for you when your treated badly, to instead have the people meant to help you hate you instead? To look so different and behave oddly, how lonely it must be to have no one on your side. No one except each other of course.
They’re kept in the same cell block together, away from all the other patients. They can hear each other all the time, see each other pacing or panicking or breaking down. It’s Riddler who watches a bruised Scarecrow get dragged back from his ‘Therapy Session’ barely concussion and he’s the one who sits next to the cell glass and shows him how to put his arm back into place. He’s also the one distracting him from the pain with an endless supply of riddles and questions about Scarecrows work. It’s the fearsome Scarecrow who sits with his back to his cell wall and spends hour quietly reciting poetry back and forth with the Mad Hatter, till he calms down from his panic attacks. His therapist makes no progress in pulling out Killer Crocs humanity but he does calm down when the Mad Hatter waste away the hours telling him stories through the pipes.
Killer Croc is the only one who can touch Ivy during her freak outs. The poison in her skin burns his scales and her thorns dig into his arms but he holds her until her rage dies down and she wilts in his arms. Ivy has a specialty cell meant to keep the light out, Mr. Freeze also has a specialty cell next to hers for his body temperature meaning they are even further isolated from the others. They keep each other sane, Ivy listening for hours as Freeze reminisces about Nora and when he gets tired she fills the silence with talk of flowers and gardening tips.
Freeze speaks loudly with his stories so his voice will carry to one of the isolation cells, Arkham has a habit of echoing. Victor Zsasz listens to the stories and calms his breathing down as he tries to imagine life outside of the four foam walls he’s been trapped in for, a while. It’s easy to loose track of time in these cells as nothing ever changes. It’s Zsasz who claws up some of the foam so he can tap the wall between his cell and the one next door. He sends messages in Morse code to the other solitary confinement cell belonging to the Clown Prince of Crime himself. Joker clings to messages sent between the wall as it’s the only contact he gets outside of the guards coming into his cell. The message is the same one they all tell each other, in their worst moments.
Be strong, I’m still here.
#arkham asylum#Rogue Family Au#batman#edward nygma#riddler#jonathan crane#scarecrow#jervis tetch#mad hatter#waylone jones#killer croc#pamela lillian isley#poison ivy#victor fries#mr freeze#victor zsasz#joker
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This happens a lot
Scarecrow : There once was a little a boy made of straw,
all other kids laughed when they saw.
Civilian: Please, oh god please don't do this
Scarecrow: When Halloween came to town,
straw boy chopped them down.
Their little bodies he left in a slough.
Jervis: (from up stairs) Jonathan?
Jonathan/ Scarecrow: Busy right now Hatter
Jervis: Yes well I did get that when you brought your guest in, will they be staying for dinner
Civilian: PLEASE HELP ME
Jervis: Hush you Its rude to interrupt
Jonathan/ Scarecrow: No they will not be joining us for dinner!
Jervis: Very well, do you need anything before I go? Fear toxin or one of my card, perhaps some tea?
Jonathan/Scarecrow: No Hatter, you're ruining the mood a little here with your fussing!
Jervis: Fussing?! I'm not fussing I'm simply trying to be helpful, it's hardly as if by the time you're done they'll remember any of this!
Civilian: Wait.. are you two together?
Jonathan: No
Jervis: We're very good friends
Scarecrow: Please leave now Hatter so I may work.
Jervis: Yes, yes have your fun just remember we're having Oswald over for dinner *Door closing*
Civilian: No dance you'll let me go after that?
Jonathan: Just hold still and this won't hurt to badly
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Some Nights
Harley: Hey red can I ask you something?
Ivy: What is it sweetie I'm trying to sleep?
Harley: Do ya every think about the guy who made you poison ivy?
Ivy: Yeah, sometimes I do think about Jason but he didn't 'make me' poison ivy. The person I am now was always in me Jason just, pushed me into it
Harley: Ya ever wish he hadn't?
Ivy: What's wrong Harley why all the questions, your not regretting your decision are you?
Harley: no, no, nothing like that red it's, Mr. J and I have a big heist planned and we expect bats to be there so we might be going to Arkham and you know how bad things are there. I-I just
Ivy: Harley if you don't want to do this you don't have to it's ok. We both know J isn't going to push you to go if you tell him you don't want risk getting sent back
Harley: it's not just that, it's , all this suffering Ivy do you always find it worth holding onto our identities. I love all of you so much but sometimes I feel like I'm cracking and *sniff*
Ivy: Oh sweetie come here. We all feel like that sometimes Harls. You know the first time I was sent to Arkham after already going through hell, I thought they might break me but I pushed on because of spite, because I wanted to make them suffer. Now I push on because I know that Mother Nature needs as many protectors as she can get and because I have a family now and I have you and I know you all need me around. Everyone doubts themselves, just find a reason to push on.
Harley: Thanks Ivy, I don't know what I'd do without'cha
Ivy: Niether do I now please get some sleep
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Joker: I demand a retrial!
Dr. Leland: *Sigh* Are we really going to do this today?
Joker: I've been framed!
Dr. Leland: You threw him out a window.
Joker: I did not he fell
Dr. Leland: Out a closed window?
Joker: ...yes
Dr. Leland: You're going to solitary for a week
Joker: That's fair
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GOOD NIGHT
Joker: Eddie i'm tired.
Edward: Then go to bed.
Joker: I can't.
Edward: (sigh) and why is that?
Joker: There's no monster in there.
Edward: Is their usually a monster in your room?
Joker: Yes, but it's not there now.
Edward: How are you sure it's not there.
Joker: Because it's sitting here working on a stupid robot instead of cuddling me!
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