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In Arkham it was a normal day, currently at 4:00 pm 2 hours to go until dinner tik and then lights out, other rouges getting brought in by law enforcement, the Joker finally getting his ass caught and thrown back into the looney bin once each week. Normal stuff, until…
“All Asylum security staff report to the lobby pronto! We have a situation with a new-came patient! This is officer Green!” The head of security in Arkham yelled in static through the walkie-talkie on security officer Douche. “Oh my, that seems urgent. You should go down as soon as you can, Mr. Douchebag, sir.” The joker says in a teasing un-sincere tone even saluting him, “Shut up clown. And for the rest of you! Stay put, there’s a situation going on that needs my expertise!” The overly confident officer shouted to the patients in hallway #2 wing C and with those last words stated he turned and hustled out the nearest door to do his duty.
”Cocky Prick…” The riddler muttered, but seemingly loud enough for Harley to hear and respond, “They all are cocky, I would like to see their reaction when they are stuck behind these or dead in our next riot.” She said sitting on the floor with playing with her hair, then Pam perked up after understanding the conversation, smiling as she said “Nygma, Did you seriously just call him cocky like you yourself doesn’t act like EXACTLY like that. Your ego is so massive it almost crushes me as much as that hot ass breath you have.” She told him, happy that she now had something to insult him for.
“Hehahaehehs!” Harley cackled first as the whole hallway broke out in howling laughter. The loudest (of course) was the joker who was basically dying with laughter, literally. Batman broke 3 of his ribs and possibly punctured his right lung so he was just making it all worse. “SHUT IT CLOWN! YOU’RE A JOKE YOURSELF! YOU COULDN’T LAST EVEN A FULL WEEK BEFORE BATMAN TRACKED YOU DOWN!” Jervis heard that stupid reply so he knew he had to be on stand by, gathering courage he spoke. “Now, I’m not one to defend another, but I must wonder. Why else do you think his Rouge alias is joker?” Jervis asked confused. ‘He’s supposed to be smart but it seems they have part, the two, no longer counterparts.’ but after getting a crazy glare he said “And remember Dormouse “‘Keep your temper.’” that’s what the caterpillar said.” He said to the Riddler attempting to calm him.
“Shut it Hatter, you can’t just butt in to a conversation that, frankly did not include you.” Riddler replied just pissed, so now he has to spread his negativity like the narcissist he is. A coin being tossed into the air could be heard before Two-Face stood up and walked closer to his cell entrance. “ Be quiet you idiot. You’re just mad he called you out for your stupid comment.” Two-face said, when Jervis started looking into everyone else’s ‘cages’ noticing something. “Hm, where is the March hare? Has he escaped as of late?“ Jervis asked to the other rouges who were in the hallway cells as well when a raspier voice spoke:
“I’m here, god. You don’t flap your gums for 5 minutes and now you suddenly don’t exist.” Scarecrow replied annoyed, “I was actually trying to have a rest but it seems now a mandatory conversation is being held.” He continued standing up from his rock solid ‘bed’ and walking towards the front of his cell to kind of join whatever conversation seemed to be happening. “You aren’t my March hare.” Jervis said turning around and facing away from Scarecrow, “Oh, yeah. Very mature Jervis, things don’t go your way and so you pout in the corner.” Scarecrow says to the Hatter rolling his eyes bur still pouting and now he’s even crossing his arms. “Fine you can have your stupid ‘MaRcH hArE’ back.” Scarecrow said mocking Jervis’s accent before closing his eyes and Jonathan had control again and the two had a quiet conversation in the corner.
As the focus shifted away from Jonathan and Scarecrow The riddler began arguing with Poision Ivy, Two-face and Harley Quinn again. And during this he ended up calling two-face a ‘Split head’ to which Harley came to his defense saying most of his riddles are already old and Batman is getting tired of his shit. That comment started a SCREAMING MATCH, insults were getting thrown through the air so fast no one but the arguers knew what each other were saying. When another shout not coming from the Riddler, Harley, Two-Face, Poision Ivy or the Joker who jumped in for ragebait purposes, was heard from the doors leading out of the hallway.
The screaming stopped as everyone stared intently at the double doors at the end of the hallway. “Come to think of it… Mr. Douche didn’t return. Did he?” Harley asked a drop of sweat beginning to form on her forehead “I knew it! It’s the apocalypse, we are all gonna die!” Scarecrow yelled escaping for a second time to try and scare the other rouges, which (not surprisingly) seemed to only work on Harley, who nervously squeaked, swallowed hard and stared even more intently at the doors to that the joker cackled. “HAHAHAHA! Harley, you can’t ACTUALLY believe him, right? If there were a zombie apocalypse right now, someone would’ve came through those doors already, undead.” He said while smugly smiling in Scarecrow’s direction who in return was looking at him with hatred and malicious intent. “Oh right! Thanks puddin’, I knew you’d never lead me wrong.” Everyone rolled their eyes in annoyance, ‘This girl is delusional.’ Everyone thought in sync. And for Jervis he really shouldn’t talk but it’s still true, she is.
“Wait, the screaming stopped.” Ivy pointed out, a sigh of relief washed over Harley’s face fully. “Oh, wonderful. Had me worried that something dreadful had happened.” Jervis said wiping his forehead, “We can breathe a sigh of relief after all.” He continued clasping his hands together in glee. “Umm, what the hell is that?!” The Riddler shouted pointing at this gas leaking in from underneath the door, “I swear Johnathan if this is one of your stupid ‘scare venom’ pranks for research I’m gonna kill you!” Ivy screamed already covering her mouth, already knowing the sick game he plays and shooting him a look.
“WHAT?!! That isn’t me! IMPERSONATOR! SOMEONE, CALL A GUARD! I WON’T LET THIS STAND! Also it’s called ‘Fear toxin’!” Scarecrow started to shout the loudest he could banging the hardest he could on his cell, he truly looked insane. “Calm down, I’ll flip for it Crane. Good heads we get a guard, bad heads we don’t.” Harvey said, Calming Scarecrow down temporarily as best as he could. Harvey flicked his coin into the air and caught it.
“Good heads, who’s closest to the door? Call for a guard.” Ivy shook her head in disapproval, “Harvey don’t you see. That’s exactly what he wants so the Scare venom can spread. You’re just falling for it.” She said in protest, covering her mouth the best she could. “I already said it’s not ME! GOD!” Scarecrow said going even crazier “Pamela, the coin spoke! Call a guard!” Two-face yelled at her this time more like a telling than a request, when she collapsed. As if she were knocked unconscious. “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT???” The riddler screamed in worried shock when his face froze and he went down as well. Then Two-face, Harley Quinn, The mad hatter, The Joker and then finally the Scarecrow.
Batman was soon contacted by the GCPD about this incident at Arkham, and it’s effect…