voice; locked + encrypted from Joker & Harley || in which Jason tl;drs
What the fuck?
He's only a man. I once walked right up to him and beat him half to death with a crowbar.
Is it his powers? Because he didn't use any the last time I found him and again, beat him half to death with a crowbar. What? What is it? What the fuck is it that time and time again he gets the better of people stronger, faster, smarter than he is? And vanishes into the fucking air?
It isn't him. It can't be him. It's us. This... this insanity that is the number of times people have saved his life. If I could get my hands on him I would still beat the shit out of that Bolton kid, and I'm not sorry, and I'm still saying it, Danny, and I mean it. Oh, but we're not all like him. You too hate the Joker, right? Maybe you even want him dead, although here that only means he'd come back. Maybe you even agree, secretly, with what I did, the surest way of making sure he stays put... barring fucking magic, that is.
Then why is he still free?
Us. It's us. It is a personal failure on the part of everyone who gives a damn that he is free. We are not civilians. We are not victims-in-waiting. We are a city of superheroes and we can't find him or when we do we fuck it up and it kills what little compassion I have inside for humanity.
When I had him, I didn't torture him I used anesthesia when I cut off his limbs, even but if I had I would have been completely justified in doing so. Admit it. There is no punishment sufficient for what he's done, and what he will do. Admit it, and move on. I want this city out for his blood. I want this city to give a damn, to redeem itself.
I want the Joker caught.
Well, we all want things.
I'm used to being disappointed.
He's only a man. I once walked right up to him and beat him half to death with a crowbar.
Is it his powers? Because he didn't use any the last time I found him and again, beat him half to death with a crowbar. What? What is it? What the fuck is it that time and time again he gets the better of people stronger, faster, smarter than he is? And vanishes into the fucking air?
It isn't him. It can't be him. It's us. This... this insanity that is the number of times people have saved his life. If I could get my hands on him I would still beat the shit out of that Bolton kid, and I'm not sorry, and I'm still saying it, Danny, and I mean it. Oh, but we're not all like him. You too hate the Joker, right? Maybe you even want him dead, although here that only means he'd come back. Maybe you even agree, secretly, with what I did, the surest way of making sure he stays put... barring fucking magic, that is.
Then why is he still free?
Us. It's us. It is a personal failure on the part of everyone who gives a damn that he is free. We are not civilians. We are not victims-in-waiting. We are a city of superheroes and we can't find him or when we do we fuck it up and it kills what little compassion I have inside for humanity.
When I had him, I didn't torture him I used anesthesia when I cut off his limbs, even but if I had I would have been completely justified in doing so. Admit it. There is no punishment sufficient for what he's done, and what he will do. Admit it, and move on. I want this city out for his blood. I want this city to give a damn, to redeem itself.
I want the Joker caught.
Well, we all want things.
I'm used to being disappointed.