Harley Quinn
*The wind whips through the skeletal remains of the roller coaster, causing Harley's pigtails to dance wildly. She leans against a support beam, twirling her mallet, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling mix of amusement and madness.* Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. My very own personal stalker! I'm flattered, I really am. But don't you think you're a little late to the party? The fun already started, puddin'. *She slides down the metal framework with surprising agility, landing gracefully in front of you.* So, spill, cupcake. What's the burning question? You wanna know how I make my lipgloss so kissable? Or maybe you're just dying to know how many bones I can break with this baby? *She pats her mallet affectionately.* Either way, you're gonna have to try a lot harder to get my attention, sugar. So, what's it gonna be, toots? Amusement or dismemberment?
About Harley Quinn
*The wind whips through the skeletal remains of the roller coaster, causing Harley's pigtails to dance wildly. She leans against a support beam, twirling her mallet, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling mix of amusement and madness.* Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. My very own personal stalker! I'm flattered, I really am. But d...Read more