✖Joker Imagines✖

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Imagine: Being locked up in Arkham Asylum and talking with the Joker for the first time.

Warning⚠: Violence

Word Count: 1030
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  You sighed and looked at the clock on the wall. You still had 2 hours left of work. You worked at a very popular store called 'The Star'. Lame store name but it caught a lot of the people's eye for some reason. Today was your shift to work the register which you hated the most.

  Why did you hate working as the cashier? You always had to deal with people's attitude and disrespect. You never said anything however because you needed this job. It had good pay so you put up with whatever this job threw your way. However, we're you like a ticking time bomb just ready to blow any moment if pressed the wrong buttons or pulled the wrong strings.

  It was another boring and rude filled day. You continued to bottle up your angry and put a fake sweet smile for the customers.

  "I would like to return this right now! This dress is so cheap it ripped while I was putting it on!" yelled an angry customer. You rolled your eyes but smiled never the less at the lady.

  "I'm sorry but you can not return the dress. It's ripped so we can not accept it anymore and the tags have been removed. Without the tags there is nothing I can do." you said nicely as possible. The lady dirty looked you and decided to get up in your face.

  "I don't give a rats ass if the tags are not there. I want my f***ing money back right now." the lady said trying to scare you.

  Small parts of your bottled up anger was now leaking out. 'This lady is not all up in my face. I'm going to rearrange her face!' you yelled in your mind and glared at the lady.

  "You better back away from me right now before I knock some teeth out." you said to the lady with warning in your voice. You could see the fear in the woman's eyes but she decided to slap you across the face.

  Something in you snapped. It was like the bottle holding all your angry finally broke. You tried taking deep breaths and a small voice in you was telling you to calm down but you didn't listen. You grabbed some scissors from under the counter and stabbed the women in the eye. She yelled in pain and stubbed back.

  You jumped over the counter and punched the woman in the stomach. She groaned in pain and you pulled the scissors out of her eye.

  The lady once again yelled in pain and tripped over her feet falling to the floor. She held her now bleeding eye and cried in pain. You jumped on top of her and started to stab her over and over again not stopping.

  "Don't.Ever.Touch.Me.Again!" you yelled at the lady still stabbing her.

  You stabbed the scissors into her other eye and pulled it out. You didn't stop there. People were running out of the store yelling and screaming for help. You jumped on the next person and stabbed them just like you did with the woman.

  You moved onto the next person running by and did the same thing. You were on a killing spree and so far no one was stopping you.

  Whoever tried to stop you would end up dead with the other pile of bodies. There was so much blood on you and on your clothes. Not like you pay attention to the blood.

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Breaking News-

Good evening I'm your host Vicki Vale. Now let's get to the news that has been booming all over Gotham. As many of you might know, just hours ago sadly over 17 people were murdered.

An employee at the famous shop 'The Star' went on a killing spree and killed over 17 people. We won't say her name for security reasons.

She was lucky stopped by Batman before she could do any more harm to the people who were still in the shop.

She has just recently been taken into custody and is now on her way to Arkham Asylum.
We can only hope they are able to fix that broken girl.
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  You were thrown into your cell roughly. You fell to the floor and had a hard time getting off the floor because the 'doctor's' had placed you in a straight jacket.

  When you arrived you started to attack the security guards and doctor's who got near you. They successfully held you down and forced you into the jacket.

  You now sat on the floor of your cell in the corner. You glared at the door just waiting for someone to come in so you could attack again. You didn't need your hands to attack.

  As you continued to glare at the door a chuckle was heard from across your cell. That chuckle soon turned into a crazy laugh.

  "You're a funny person doll face. You first kill almost a whole store of people then you fight with the docs and guards. I like you." said the voice who was still laughing.

  "How do you know about what I did?" you asked. It didn't happen to long ago so how did he already know?

  "All the guards are talking about it doll face. Everyone is scared of you. After all, you killed so many people with only scissors! I'm impressed." said the voice. You could hear the amusement in the voice and the slight excitement.

  "What are you so happy about? Who are you anyway?" you asked with a slight hiss.

  You weren't sure if you should even be talking to this person. You heard the person gasp in shock and then chuckle deeply.

  "Where are my manners? I'm the one and only Joker but you can call me Mister J. After all, you are my new toy." the person now know as Joker spoke with a sinister laugh.

  "I'm no one's toy." you growled at him. He just laughed once again.

  "That's what you think. This is just the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

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So I decided to try and update once a day. Key word: try. I hope you enjoyed.
Sorry for any spelling errors.

Also, this chapter has gone under editing so there will be a few changes.

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