Pyro- YAY!! Thanx to my two reviewers! Audrey Kasm and Ready.Aim.Fire333!! "dances"
Joker- "Sneaks up behind Pyro and pokes her back with a knife" …heheheh told you I wasn't crazy….
Pyro- AHH! You loony! WTF?!
Joker- "stabs"
Pyro- "Disappears" Bwahaha!!
Joker- OO
Pyro- You forgot J-man I'm the author I have DA POWA!!
Joker- yeeeaaaahh…..we'll see about that girly…..
Pyro- o.o
(NOTE: I'm going to switch to 3rd person from now on 'cause it's easier :P)
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She stood in a tall window frame, long dark hair blowing across her face due to the strong breeze at her altitude. She was on the 16th floor of one of the tall older buildings in her home town. Staring down with wide eyes she saw her mother, laying in a puddle of her own blood, she couldn't take it anymore so she'd jumped from the roof. Then she was falling, then pain. Excruciating pain, she couldn't live with her mother, she wanted to hurry and die but the pain wouldn't go, It kept her awake, burning her legs arms, throat. She screamed it wouldn't leave. "JUST LET ME DIE!!"
"But killing you already wouldn't be any fun Doll Face…" A snickering voice answered her through her dream. The dark haired girl shot up, eyes wide and darting around the gloomy room. A tap on her shoulder caused her to turn around. She blinked, her face centimeters away from his. He grinned "Mourin' gorgeous!" She fell back off the bed and he cackled. "Why are you so scared of me Dolly?" He leaned over so his face was close to hers again. "Is it the scars?" Her eyes quickly darted over his facial features before she shut her eyes tight and tried to move away again. He cackled grabbing her hair roughly and pulling her back towards him. She squeeled.
"Wh-what do you want?" her voice was raspy and throat dry. But there was something else in her voice another slight tone hiding. This spiked his curiosity..
"I want the name of my toy."
"T-toy?!" she whispered loudly, he nodded. Then tightened his grip on her hair.
"NAME!"
"Jasmine!" She managed to squeal out.
"Now then, that wasn't so hard was i-" He paused as her head fell slightly limp and her arms dropped to her sides. Jasmine started shaking uncontrollably, teeth chattering and he could have sworn the ground below her was vibrating from the intensity of her shakes. A brief expression of worry crossed his face but was quickly replaced with evil curiosity. He grinned and pushed her hair out of her eyes, letting go of her scalp. "Now now, Jazzy what's wrong?" he asked with a tone of mock worry.
She looked up at him, her blue eyes seemed almost lifeless.
"Meds…" She whispered hoarsely and he snapped his fingers.
"AHA!" The Joker reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bottle of pills. He shook it.
"This your prescription Jazzy?"
She nodded shakily and held out her hand, he pulled away the bottle out of her range instantly. "Ah ah ah… you nearly O.Ded and killed yourself last time…I don' know if these are right for you.." She bit her lip, drawing blood and held out her hand again. It was shaking even more violently. He stared at it then slowly raised his gaze to meet her eyes. They were dark now, dark pale lifeless navy. An she was green, literally tinted a sick color. The Joker gave in and dropped 2 pills into her hand…then shrugged and dropped 3 more. He couldn't have her dying on him. No, not yet.
Jasmine shoved the pills in her mouth and swallowed them all dry. The Joker watched, interested as she settled and slowly stopped shaking. Her eye lids now half shut and a dreamy look on her pale face. The Joker raised an eyebrow, "Are you a drug addict little girl?" She smiled dreamily.
"No, silly I'm just a little split like." His eye brow raised even more.
"Split like?" Then it clicked and he laughed manically throwing his head back as he did so.
Jasmine leaned up against a wall the dreamy expression still in her eyes. The Joker stood and patted her head a sadistic grin on his face.
"Ah, Jazzy I'll have fun with you, won't I?" He laughed again and waltzed out of the room, leaving her to herself.
How had he had been fortunate enough to stumble across such a girl. Jazzy was one side, but he couldn't help but wonder who the split side she hid and suppressed for years was. He chuckled to himself. "Well I think it's about time I found other Jazzy and introduced her to The Joker.."
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Joker- are you kidding me? She's got split personalities?! That's it?
Pyro- theres more…oh there's more heheheheh….
Jaz- ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…"is high on meds"
Pyro- DAMN! SHE O.Ded AGAIN! YOU WERE SUSPOSED TO WATCH HER!
Joker- Me? A babysitter? O.o
Pyro- "thinks about the Joker in a daycare"…….OO uhhh….
Jaz- "giggles insanely and starts playing with knives" HEHEHEHEHEHEHHH!!
Joker- HEY! Don't touch my babies!
Jaz- heheheh…re-view…..heheh
Pyro- you heard the crazy drug addict!