The Alarms are Sounding...
It's the Keystone City home for the criminally insane, and the alarms are going off. Never a good sign.
Plaz has been... "talking" with Harley Quinn, trying to do an intervention that almost became intercoursion. If that's a word.
But then the Joker happened in the prison wing. And now there are really loud alarms that are very annoying.
Eel O'Brien, happy to get away from this twisted weirdness for the moment, goes all "JLA" and springs over to the door of the visitation room. "HEY! You wanna turn that racket off or tell me what's going on?"
Plaz has been... "talking" with Harley Quinn, trying to do an intervention that almost became intercoursion. If that's a word.
But then the Joker happened in the prison wing. And now there are really loud alarms that are very annoying.
Eel O'Brien, happy to get away from this twisted weirdness for the moment, goes all "JLA" and springs over to the door of the visitation room. "HEY! You wanna turn that racket off or tell me what's going on?"