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[maniacmessiaah-blog]

Wincing a bit as her hair pulls at his stitches he cranes his neck to give her more room and pats her back. Looking to Jonny wide eyed he gives him a half frown. Now what was he supposed to do? This was some Christmas season.

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

Wincing a bit as her hair pulls at his stitches he cranes his neck to give her more room and pats her back. Looking to Jonny wide eyed he gives him a half frown. Now what was he supposed to do? This was some Christmas season.

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"Mmhm!" He nods, then scribbles more on the page:

Our hair? Grows white!

He presents the page and points to his hair, white roots showing at the end of the green.

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"If I taught you how to handle a firearm then you wouldn't need me, now would you?" Joe snaps back, sharp eyes glaring at her. "Ya know, you're a real work." He scoffs, taking another bite of steak. "Coming here begging for work and when I open my home, my heart, to you all you want to do is sass." He snarls.

Aggrivated || closed

@adeline-cunning

Joe was aggrivated. About what didn’t matter. He was all worked up and angry. Swearing he punches the wall and lets out a roar. He needed to release some tension. Entering the kitchen his energy made the air heavy. Grabbing Adeline by her hair he forces her to look at him.

“What are you doing?” He snarls.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

Seeing the snow white roots Joe gasps softly and raises his brows. Quickly he scribbles out:

You already found your dad!

And holds the pad up, excitement in his eyes.

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"That's exactly why I make you stay home when me and the boys go out." He snarls with a scoff. Chewing his food he shakes his head and gives her annoyed look. He felt like shit and the best way to alleviate that was to make someone else feel like shit, too.

Aggrivated || closed

@adeline-cunning

Joe was aggrivated. About what didn’t matter. He was all worked up and angry. Swearing he punches the wall and lets out a roar. He needed to release some tension. Entering the kitchen his energy made the air heavy. Grabbing Adeline by her hair he forces her to look at him.

“What are you doing?” He snarls.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

Scoffing Joe scribbles out:

What do they know?

And gives her a wry ironic laugh and raises a brow. Erasing what he wrote he scribbled another note down:

She's alive she is just stubborn.

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"Did you have fun?" Joe asks, humor in his eyes.

Aggrivated || closed

@adeline-cunning

Joe was aggrivated. About what didn’t matter. He was all worked up and angry. Swearing he punches the wall and lets out a roar. He needed to release some tension. Entering the kitchen his energy made the air heavy. Grabbing Adeline by her hair he forces her to look at him.

“What are you doing?” He snarls.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

Who said so?

Joe scribbles out, holding the notepad up to show her.

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"Yeah?" He growls, adding the meat to his mouth. "You spend much more time with him and I'll have to do something about it." He says, poison in his words. Sharp eyes meet hers. "You're mine. Understand?"

Aggrivated || closed

@adeline-cunning

Joe was aggrivated. About what didn’t matter. He was all worked up and angry. Swearing he punches the wall and lets out a roar. He needed to release some tension. Entering the kitchen his energy made the air heavy. Grabbing Adeline by her hair he forces her to look at him.

“What are you doing?” He snarls.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

Nodding as he listened to her Joe scribbled out:

She left the states last I heard. I have her number but she doesn't answer...

He frowns slightly, watching the woman read his message.

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"Thats better." Joe grumbles, eating a couple brussel sprouts. "What have you been up to today?" He asks, cutting another bite of his steak as he chewed his vegetable.

Aggrivated || closed

@adeline-cunning

Joe was aggrivated. About what didn’t matter. He was all worked up and angry. Swearing he punches the wall and lets out a roar. He needed to release some tension. Entering the kitchen his energy made the air heavy. Grabbing Adeline by her hair he forces her to look at him.

“What are you doing?” He snarls.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

Smiling slightly, his swollen stitched up face doesn't allow much of one, he scribbles down something else.

What do you know?

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"Come here, pumpkin. Daddy wants some company." Joker coos, clearing off his desk. Sipping his scotch he watches as Harley enters.

Short Fuse || closed

@x-harley-girl-x

Joker growled and ran his hands through his green hair, greasy as it was it should have stayed in place but instead it curled and fell in his eyes. Swearing he raked his fingers through it again in an attempt to plaster his unkempt hair down. Sipping his scotch he calls out for his Harlequin.

“HaarLEY!!” He wanted attention. He wanted assurance. He wanted worship.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"Just...microwave me some brussel sprouts!" He insists, cutting a bite from his steak. "At least you didn't fuck this up." He says as he chews.

Aggrivated || closed

@adeline-cunning

Joe was aggrivated. About what didn’t matter. He was all worked up and angry. Swearing he punches the wall and lets out a roar. He needed to release some tension. Entering the kitchen his energy made the air heavy. Grabbing Adeline by her hair he forces her to look at him.

“What are you doing?” He snarls.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"Aah!" Joe calls out, stopping her by grabbing her arm firmly. Desperate eyes meet hers. Holding up his finger he scribbles out something else.

Stay. I can help you find her!

He was anxious to help because he had missed Misery since the last time they talked. She had just...vanished.

Eggnog and S'mores || Closed Starter

@gunforhire-soulforsale

It was the Christmas Eve after Harley’s suicide. Harley’s favorite holiday. That put Joker in an all-time low. He spent the past week sulking around the house in his bathrobe with a bottle of whiskey in various states of depletion. He hadn’t shaved and was sporting white stubble that nearly blended in with his pallid skin. While everyone else seemed to decorate the house in loving memory of Harley he just couldn’t get in the mood. Even when Jonny gave him a Christmas hat to wear. He wore it but his face held no cheer. Sitting in the living room as Keith stoked up the fire whistling Jingle Bells Joe just sipped his whiskey and rolled his eyes. Mumbling angrily he puts a cigarette to his lips and strikes a match to light it. Clouds of smoke float around his head as he shakes the match dead. Jonny had entered the room.

[maniacmessiaah-blog]

"What the fuck is this?" He snaps. "You burnt my asparagus." He growls, poking at it with his fork.

Aggrivated || closed

@adeline-cunning

Joe was aggrivated. About what didn’t matter. He was all worked up and angry. Swearing he punches the wall and lets out a roar. He needed to release some tension. Entering the kitchen his energy made the air heavy. Grabbing Adeline by her hair he forces her to look at him.

“What are you doing?” He snarls.