Friends With Psychos

Friends With Psychos

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 2, 2021
In the beginning you are a normal girl who just turned 29 and is out for your birthday. And on your day out you meet Harley Quinn along with her puddin' the Joker. You eventually start talking to them and become friends. Thing is, you don't stay the normal girl you are for long. (I hope you like it. The first part will be describing who you are and what you look like currently. Remember you won't stay that way for long. Oh and I will be using my name, but you can change it in your head)
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[Damian Wayne x Male OC] Vincent was different than the other kids. And no, that wasn't a 'pick-me' mentality; he was the scientific, literary, and political OPPOSITE of his peers. He knew, his family knew it, the school knew it, and all of Gotham did when they saw the family title hitched to his first name. Outside of it all, he was a proud heir with mixed heritage and enough nerve and steel to set anyone on edge, from his classmates to the business partners his family met. There was something about Vincent that set off the human's natural survival instinct. Some people thought it was just his family's background or the quirkiness of a rich kid, but those closer to him, allies and enemies alike, knew the truth. Some said it was his elastic personality, snapping from stony to chipper in a second. However, the most commonly expressed opinion was about the eyes. Even with the boy's innate ability to mask everything about himself, he could never get the eyes right. Two intense amber irises that hid something darker. Always calculating with a frosty sheen despite the fiery shade. The sight of the boy was always unsettling. To Vincent, it was as hilarious. Yet achingly dull. That is, until Gotham Academy received a new student.

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