don't underestimate me.

@harlqu1nn

“You think I’m just a doll. A doll that’s pink and light. A doll you can arrange any way you like. You’re wrong. Very wrong. What you think of me is only a ghost of time. I am dangerous. And I will show you just how dark I can be.” mature audience only, 18+. contains sensitive subject matter. harley quinn independent roleplay image credit Stjepan Šejić

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Her mind was a fog after the second shock, her entire body numb from pain, her mind clear of thoughts. She only remembered seeing Joker look at her for a moment before walking out of the room, and she figured that was the point she passed out. At some point the police pulled her from her state, but her state of mind wasn’t proper for questioning.

She was given some time off, but it was only damaging for her mental state. Her nightmares took over her life - about what happened that night. About her past, her parents, past relationships - and Joker. Why did she let her go? Regardless, something was different about her - and she was in no rush to work again.

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Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley did want to understand - to know what the patients went through every day. She believed some of their tactics, therapy and medication drove them more mad - but whenever she spoke of it, she was looked at as if she spoke of witchcraft. It didn’t mean she was going to enjoy it - truthfully, this was the only time she actually felt fear. She remembered mumbling ‘no, no..’ a few times before the paddles were pressed to to her head, loosing all sense of reality rather quickly as she was shocked. Vision was fuzzy, her thoughts scrambled - the only way to soothe herself was closing her eyes before the next shock.

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley didn’t argue at first, hoping they would show her some kind of mercy. But when they forced her onto the table and strapped down her wrists and ankles, she knew what she had to say didn’t matter. She struggled a little, eyes setting on the woman as she walked into the room. “What are you going to do to me? I helped you.. I did all you asked. Please just let me go.. I won’t say a word to anyone..”

She struggled for a moment, but quickly realized there was no way out. She stared up at the ceiling, licking her bottom lip slowly. “Why are you doing this?”

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

The events kept circulating in her head, trying to make sense of what was going on and she was so deep in her own thoughts that she didn’t even notice the two men coming towards her. She didn’t fight back, or scream - because she knew it was pointless. “Where are you taking me?” She questioned, wondering just what was in store for her. With no response by the two men, she sighed in frustration.

When she saw the wing they were headed down, she began to panic. The medical wing only meant something bad. / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley followed, the gun shots not surprising her, but still making her heart beat faster. She could hear people yelling, indescribable words as she stepped out of the room. What had she done? Some people locked themselves in their offices, the sound of the other inmates was deafening. She was behind Joker by a bit, but when she saw her men enter the building, Harley stopped in place. Back against the wall, she sank to the ground, the sounds of gunfire deafening her thought process. / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

With only a seconds hesitation, she reached between her blouse and pulled out her ID card, handing it to Joker. “So.. what’s the plan?” she knew it wouldn’t be long until she heard the commotion between the walls, but at this point - she was only following orders. / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley’s eyes widened slightly as she watched the other woman with the gun in her hand, but still - she didn’t feel fear. She was nervous, maybe - but only from uncertainty. Joker could easily turn around and shoot her right now, but something inside Harley said she wanted her for more. Harley moved to her desk, pulling her ID card out and sliding it beneath her shirt. Pulling her jacket off, she tossed it on the chair, leaving her in just her blouse, skirt and heels. “Whatever it takes - I can take it.”

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley would never admit that she didn’t think she had what it took to withstand a riot, even if Joker looked out for her. She didn’t want to be a burden, but she also didn’t feel like loosing her life. “I’m not scared of anything.” She stated matter of factly, standing from her chair and walking over to Joker. Slowly, she pulled the restraints off of her, standing behind her for a moment as she caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection on the lens of the camera. “I’ll do whatever it takes to prove it.” / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley sighed, looking at the other woman briefly. She still wasn’t sure if she was making the right decision - her life was about to change and she wasn’t ready for it. “Tonight.” She stated, intertwining her fingers. “So - I guess this is our last session. I’ll have to find another line of work, restart my life - I guess I’ll be gone before your men even get here.” / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Waiting until the door was closed, Harley stood from her desk, pushing the duffel bag over to her with her heel. “I had something I had to take care of. You understand.” She eyed the other woman, sitting across from her at the table. “It’s in there. You’re lucky I didn’t draw too much attention.” Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she bit on her bottom lip.

“So - what’s your plan?” / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley had found a way to pack the gun in a duffel bag underneath her gym clothes, and made an excuse to sneak through the door that everyone used for their cigarette breaks. No one questioned her, even gave her a second look as she walked past them, where she headed directly to her office. She could feel how nervous she was, but at this point - there was no going back.

Requesting that someone bring Joker to their session, she sat at her desk, where she began to go through the paperwork at her desk to look busy.

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley thought for a moment - but Joker made it increasingly hard when her lips were on her neck. “Fine - I’ll try to have it done by next week’s session.” She gave in, reaching to the floor to be sure she didn’t leave her panties there. Slipping her glasses back on her face, she gathered the rest of her things and made her way down the hall when she was stopped in the hall by Hector. He was working security that night, and happened to be watching the footage - and to no surprise, he threatened to blackmail her. She played along until he started pulling his slacks down, and it wasn’t long before she decided to sink her teeth into something memorable.

Making her way out of the security room, she stopped to drop off some paperwork then left the hospital, making her way home with a lot on her mind. Could she actually pull something like this off? Would Joker end up just killing her too?

A week passed and Harley worked as normal as she could, keeping her head down for the most part. It was a little into the second week where she decided to stop by the club, speaking to one of Joker’s henchmen and received the gun she spoke of. She needed a plan of how to bring it into the hospital without anyone noticing - not that it would matter once it was in her hands. / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley hated the way they treated patients - but was any of this worth her career? Something she had worked so hard for, something she was truly passionate about, thrown away because she was falling for one of her patients? “I- I’ll loose my job, my reputation..” She was thinking out loud at this point. “How would I even go about doing that?” / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Joker’s words didn’t register until after the kiss, one she returned with passion before standing up, using the desk to support herself as she readjusted her skirt. “Break out?” She knew it should have been expected, but honestly - Harley felt like she was just on the brink of actually helping her. “They’re only allowing me to stay on as your psychiatrist because they believe I can help you..” / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley soon after began to feel the euphoria rushing through her body, her back arching as her nails scraped along the wood of the desk. She attempted to keep her moans hushed, not wanting to draw any attention to the room. She laid there for a moment, calming her breathing. Once she finally sat up, she ran her fingers through her hair as she watched the other woman. / @jokesallaround

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@harlqu1nn

Joker growled to herself once she was shut back in her usual cell on Arkham asylum. Damn that Batman and his determination that she could be cured. As if anyone here was actually looking to cure her. Between inappropriate gropings from orderlies to the quacks that just fried her brain until she was compliant, no one was getting any help here. She wondered what new doctor was going to get punished with her this time.

She was wheeled into the office, straightjacked and chained to the chair and her eyebrow rose. "A woman?" she asked. "Well, well, well. Aren't you a pretty little thing. And who did you piss off to get little ole me?"

Harley’s back arched on the desk, her hand gripping the edge of the desk as Joker began working her fingers. She could already feel herself getting close, laying her back on the desk fully as she allowed the euphoria feeling run across her body. “Please, don’t stop..” / @jokesallaround

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