#the second!

[ID: Two panels of Harley Quinn and Helena Bertinelli from Detective Comics. In the first panel, Harley is beckoning Helena inside her apartment. Harley: “‘Huntress’—Sounds like a predator! An’ I’m so little and sweet—” The second panel shows Harley jumping into Helena’s arms. Harley: “—I bet ya just wanna eat me up!” Helena: “Hey!” End ID]

2/??/22

Day 1 in Confinement

I’ve been captured. It’s sometime in February, I was just minding my business, fixing up my newest puppets, and I was captured. Awful rude of these potential playmates to simply chloroform me and throw me into a cold, damp prison cell. I suppose it can’t be helped, though. I’ve refused to tell them my name, and in response they’ve been referring to me as “Subject O”. The O stands for outsider, if I had to guess.

There are supposedly several other subjects kept here in this laboratory. I hope to meet some of them, perhaps help them as I am able. What other pass-time do I have? The scientists confiscated all of my puppets. And I had nearly finished stringing them, too. A shame. They attacked and captured someone they assumed was a threat without asking any questions. Strange, though. I could swear I’ve seen this exact room before.

…There’s still cobwebs in the corners.

//hi Wyll

it’s giving me a headache

because I think this is me slowly being drawn into the ship war with Spirk