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[so_very_serious]

[Sitting - lounging, rather - slouched against a wall.

She's idly spinning a switchblade between her fingers, looking utterly, worryingly bored.]

((OOC: ...I just want to see how differently my Joker muse would act if he were... a she. XD))

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[nocturncoat]

Nocturne's eyes widen. He recognizes this clown. Though the one he knew was male. "Oh, no..."

[so_very_serious]

[She, in return, just bats her eyes. Somebody's famous~!]

Hello there, sweetie~.

[nocturncoat]

Nocturne took a step or two back. "Have we met somewhere? You look familiar..." he said, desperately attempting to keep her from doing something funny and painful to him.

[so_very_serious]

[She sliiiiiiides up the wall, getting on to her feet.]

Oooohh, I don't think so. I'd remember you. [She gestured with the knife.] You have that, uh, flippy, fancy hair. Looks nice. [-Said in a tone that makes it sound like she wants to scalp him and wear his hair as a wig.]

[thedawniscoming]

[He walks in, deceptively clean besides the film of gunpowder at his fingertips. He walks by, unconsciously ignoring the other out of principle before stopping. Dead.

Why was he smaller. And why was he wearing a skirt.

Not that the last question was particularly strange. He turns, staring a moment before speaking in a very cold and threatening manner.]

Who are you?

[so_very_serious]

[--She would know those burn marks anywhere, even if the rest of the package were a little... different.

She takes a good, loooong look all up and down him before licking her lips and grrrrrinning.]

Well look at you.

[She may or may not be mentally devouring him. Just sayin'.]

[thedawniscoming]

[Perturbed is a good way to describe the half of his face that can still show expression. Sure, the Joker did inane things more often than not but this was pushing the envelope.

He walks up, kneeling and grabbing her chin a little roughly to examine the scars. They're real alright, and exactly the same from what he could tell. He glares at... her.]

What the hell did you do now?

[so_very_serious]

[Woah, hey, a little grabby, isn't he? She brings the blade up and presses the flat side against his scarred face, growling.]

Hands off. [She sticks out her tongue.] I'm just sitting here. Bored.

[Pauses.]

Did you come to alleviate that~?

[zombiepunch]

What the FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT.

[so_very_serious]

[Blandly-] Carving a pumpkin.

[zombiepunch]

Really? DID I SOMEHOW FORGET TODAY WAS HALLOWEEN OR ARE YOU FUCKING SHITTING ME?

[ cocks shotgun ]

[so_very_serious]

[Eyes him. Shotgun to the fucking face or...]

...[Makes the saddest face possible without laughing over it.] I'm so sorry, I don't know what I was thinking~! Please don't, uh, shoot me!