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Vincent Vernacatola - Batman
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Roleplay anyone? 
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She took his hand but his words stung. He just told her what she always knew. That their relationship wasn't really a relationship to him. She couldn't help but tear up a little. She gave him everything. She threw away her life, abandoned her career, and abandoned her family.
"You only ever gave me what you felt I deserved."
Harley couldn't believe it. She finally came to terms with the loss of the love of her life and there he was. He wasn't awake but she could feel a pulse and see his chest rise and fall slowly with his breaths. She pinched herself just to make sure it wasn't a dream and he was still there right before her very eyes. It was too much to handle and she broke down and dropped to her knees. She knew she should have felt happy, but she couldn't keep from crying.
Joker shifted and growled softly. His eyes opened and they were their normal bright almost toxic looking green before they darkened to near black. He heard somebody crying but it dug at him and he didn’t know why.
The last thing he remembered was fighting with Batsy over something, oh right that bomb he made to blow up superman’s home city but then something happened. He was getting sick of that but he couldn’t find in himself to care honestly. He pushed himself up and sat with his legs crossed as he rubbed his head. He blinked a few times trying to get some sight into his eyes. “Harley?” It looked like Harley, the crying sounded about the same too. “Doll face why are ya crying I’m fine.” He reached out and touched her shoulder.
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Harley mirrored his grin. She felt like they were a real couple for once. Harley was smart. She knew she was a pawn to him but that was enough for her. As long as he let her stick around she was good as gold.
"You seem different."
Harley couldn't believe it. She finally came to terms with the loss of the love of her life and there he was. He wasn't awake but she could feel a pulse and see his chest rise and fall slowly with his breaths. She pinched herself just to make sure it wasn't a dream and he was still there right before her very eyes. It was too much to handle and she broke down and dropped to her knees. She knew she should have felt happy, but she couldn't keep from crying.
Joker shifted and growled softly. His eyes opened and they were their normal bright almost toxic looking green before they darkened to near black. He heard somebody crying but it dug at him and he didn’t know why.
The last thing he remembered was fighting with Batsy over something, oh right that bomb he made to blow up superman’s home city but then something happened. He was getting sick of that but he couldn’t find in himself to care honestly. He pushed himself up and sat with his legs crossed as he rubbed his head. He blinked a few times trying to get some sight into his eyes. “Harley?” It looked like Harley, the crying sounded about the same too. “Doll face why are ya crying I’m fine.” He reached out and touched her shoulder.
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He genuinely seemed pleased with her. She allowed herself to get a little bit closer.
"I'm so happy to have you back. I missed you so much." She brushed her bangs out of her face and flashed him a smile.
Harley couldn't believe it. She finally came to terms with the loss of the love of her life and there he was. He wasn't awake but she could feel a pulse and see his chest rise and fall slowly with his breaths. She pinched herself just to make sure it wasn't a dream and he was still there right before her very eyes. It was too much to handle and she broke down and dropped to her knees. She knew she should have felt happy, but she couldn't keep from crying.
Joker shifted and growled softly. His eyes opened and they were their normal bright almost toxic looking green before they darkened to near black. He heard somebody crying but it dug at him and he didn’t know why.
The last thing he remembered was fighting with Batsy over something, oh right that bomb he made to blow up superman’s home city but then something happened. He was getting sick of that but he couldn’t find in himself to care honestly. He pushed himself up and sat with his legs crossed as he rubbed his head. He blinked a few times trying to get some sight into his eyes. “Harley?” It looked like Harley, the crying sounded about the same too. “Doll face why are ya crying I’m fine.” He reached out and touched her shoulder.
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Roleplay?
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"You were dead. I lost you forever. I lost everything..." she thought of her transition from mourning to taking over Arkham with her henchmen at her side.
"You would be so proud of me Mr. J, I really made a name for myself. Nobody thought I was capable of it." she smiled a little, proud of herself. All she ever tried to do was make him proud. He was everything to her and yet it was so hard to sit across from him.
Harley couldn't believe it. She finally came to terms with the loss of the love of her life and there he was. He wasn't awake but she could feel a pulse and see his chest rise and fall slowly with his breaths. She pinched herself just to make sure it wasn't a dream and he was still there right before her very eyes. It was too much to handle and she broke down and dropped to her knees. She knew she should have felt happy, but she couldn't keep from crying.
Joker shifted and growled softly. His eyes opened and they were their normal bright almost toxic looking green before they darkened to near black. He heard somebody crying but it dug at him and he didn’t know why.
The last thing he remembered was fighting with Batsy over something, oh right that bomb he made to blow up superman’s home city but then something happened. He was getting sick of that but he couldn’t find in himself to care honestly. He pushed himself up and sat with his legs crossed as he rubbed his head. He blinked a few times trying to get some sight into his eyes. “Harley?” It looked like Harley, the crying sounded about the same too. “Doll face why are ya crying I’m fine.” He reached out and touched her shoulder.
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With his touch she cowered away. It was just too much. He was dead to her until a few minutes ago. It's been such a long time since she felt his touch or heard his voice. 
"You're here. It's you." she whimpered. As much as she loved him it felt wrong to have him back. He wasn't always gentle with her and she wasn't always the best at standing up for herself. Since his 'death' she got to find herself for the first time since she met him. She knew his touch was toxic but she was glad to have it back in her life. She was wary though and didn't trust him too much. Was his death just an elaborate prank? She wouldn't put it past him.
Harley couldn't believe it. She finally came to terms with the loss of the love of her life and there he was. He wasn't awake but she could feel a pulse and see his chest rise and fall slowly with his breaths. She pinched herself just to make sure it wasn't a dream and he was still there right before her very eyes. It was too much to handle and she broke down and dropped to her knees. She knew she should have felt happy, but she couldn't keep from crying.
Joker shifted and growled softly. His eyes opened and they were their normal bright almost toxic looking green before they darkened to near black. He heard somebody crying but it dug at him and he didn’t know why.
The last thing he remembered was fighting with Batsy over something, oh right that bomb he made to blow up superman’s home city but then something happened. He was getting sick of that but he couldn’t find in himself to care honestly. He pushed himself up and sat with his legs crossed as he rubbed his head. He blinked a few times trying to get some sight into his eyes. “Harley?” It looked like Harley, the crying sounded about the same too. “Doll face why are ya crying I’m fine.” He reached out and touched her shoulder.
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Looking for Batman roleplayers who are okay with angst
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