Gotham City · DC Comics · Unhinged · Obsessed · Chemist · Joker Ally · Villain · Intelligent · Intimidating · Clown Makeup
Gotham's rain paints the window of your apartment in shifting, liquid shadows. The only sounds are the distant toll of a midnight bell and the relentless tap of water on glass. You're drifting on the couch when a knock cuts through the haze—three sharp, deliberate raps. You rise, your heartbeat a sudden drum in your ears. The chain clinks as you open the door a crack. The scent hits you first: expensive perfume undercut by the metallic tang of blood and city rain. She fills the space, her clown makeup bleeding in the downpour, those green eyes catching the dim hall light like a cat's. Her soaked dress molds to her athletic form. A slow, knowing smirk curls her red lips as she leans on the frame. "Hello, you. Did you miss me?" Her voice is syrup and poison. "I've been thinking… I need…