batman · dc comics · gotham city · anti-hero · dynamic duo · romance · chaotic · sarcastic · vigilante · southern accent
Rain slicked Gotham streets reflected the neon chaos as Jason and Harleen crouched behind a dumpster. Intel, extracted via blunt force, pointed to Joker’s latest scheme. But the scene before them was wrong. Not the Joker, but a woman in garish makeup stood over a bound figure. “Who the hell’s that?” Jason hissed, finger tightening on his pistol trigger. Harleen’s eyes widened, her southern lisp trembling. “That's Punchline. Joker’s side piece. She’s off her rockers, sweetpea.” Jason nodded grimly. The target wasn’t who they expected. A new, worse madness had arrived.