"Crane, I don't care what it says. Just read it." Ellda snapped before continuing to devour pudding cups.
"I have read it, and I'm telling you that if I tell you what it says you are going to murder me." Jonathan answered sliding a little farther away from her at the table.
"If you don't tell her she'll kill you." Pamela said as she picked at a plate of green mush.
"Pammy's right Johnny-boy. The little girl packs a punch." Joker added chuckling slightly.
"No one asked you clown! Read Crane, if you want to live read it before I finish the pudding." Ellda said pointing her spork at Jonathan threateningly.
"Alright, I'll read it.
Wssc
A Group of mostly underage girls who are followers of the well known criminal Joker. Their crimes include murder, homicide, bombing, assault, armed robbery, and torture.
Members (current):
Hailey: Has the most status and when not taking orders from joker the Wssc takes orders from her.
Rou/Roulette: Enjoys torture rarely kills,
Marian: Has multiple personality disorder all of her identities are extremely hostile.
Debby: Was scarred by her father with a the number eight and later the joker scarred her with a j. she leaves her trademark eight on victims bodies.
Harley Quinn: See Harleen quinzel
Members (past):
Ellda Radoe; ( Ain't that right circ! You use to be one of the girls!)-"
"Wait what? You were a joker girl?"
"Aww I can just see her with with paint and lip stick."
"Why didn't ya tell them Circus girl? Didn't you have fun? Or are ya just embarrassed for doing murder for hire?"
"Shut up Clown. Crane keep reading, you're running out of pudding cups." Ellda snapped
"Right of course, Ellda Radoe The first to desert the Wssc and live. Arguably the most dangerous psychopath besides the joker-"
"See Clown! Ha! Close second Jokes! Ha!"Ellda Yelled triumphantly as globs of pudding flew off her spoon, "Please continue."
"Has been separately charged with : bombing, murder, homicide, armed robbery, hit and run, assault, assault of a federal officer, prison break, arson, Taking hostages and torturing others to insanity See circus freak."
"Why does she have a longer list than you Joker? Getting a bit washed up perhaps?" Smirked Oswald
"Despite Harley's insistence I've always found him a bit over rated. But seriously bested by a fourteen year old? That's pathetic." Pamela added smugly.
"Well how about your list Pammy? Hmmm? Not as easy as it looks huh?" Joker cut in before any one else could add anything.
"That….That's beside the point. The point is….is your list. Not mine." Pamela sputtered, Tinges of pink appearing amongst the green.
"Crane read the rest Read Erin's bit." Ellda said for once not interested in praise.
"Your mean Aaron?" Jonathan asked looking at the paper again.
"Aaron? I never had an Aaron, just The freaks little friend Erin." Joker said nonchalantly.
"Well it says Aaron with two a's, here I'll read it, Aaron: The second deserter. No surname. Was raised in an orphanage. Appears to be living a crime free life since deserting."
"Only crime free because she stole Her mobster "sisters" fortune. She was raised by mob bosses." Ellda snorted as she continued with her pudding.
"Then of course the letter. Seems to be a sort of poem.
Dear Dr Arkham & co.
How doth the-"
"Oh it's the one about the crocodile or the bumblebee the Hatter keeps singing. I think he really is the most far gone of us all." Ellda noted and every one nodded except joker who was flicking peas at the inmates at the next table.
"Actually no it goes
How doth the richest man of wiles
improve his liar's tale
And pour the waters of denial
On insanity's scale
How cheerfully the foe does grin
How neatly breaks the law
And welcomes bloody corpses in
With gently smiling jaws
Better hurry!
Yours truly,
The W crew"
"Why is the clown in the poem? The bit about the foe who smiles is so Jokes. I don't get the first bit, it's obviously something about Batty. He's definetly denying his insanity but a rich man of wiles? I got nothing." Ellda said as she finished the last pudding cup, "You're right on time Crane. I don't have to kill you."
"So boss What's next?" Asked a smiling girl.
The other girl sitting in what must have once been a grand chair but was now motheaten and faded. Some how though it suited the girl and her surroundings. The building she was in also was once grand somehow though the chair, the building and the girl , despite her worn purple suit and green suit all appeared like royalty.
"That's for me alone to know, dearest." The girl tutted, Secrecy was the sign of a good operation.
Can you guess Who the girl is before the inmates of Arkham do?