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Drowning His Sorrows... by Sunflare2k5 Disclaimer: The named characters and places are copyrighted by DC Comics and Warner Brothers. They are used without permission, and are not being used for the author's profit. Scarecrow normally didn't socialize. But the Mad Hatter had somehow talked him into celebrating their latest breakout from Arkham... so here they were, at the Stacked Deck. One of the waitresses came by, to check if they wanted something. She was blonde and blue-eyed, but didn't have the cynical look the other employees got after having to fend off the questing hands of Gotham's criminal element. The Mad Hatter gaped up at her

Halloween at the Stacked Deck, Chapter 5 by Sunflare2k5 A quick flip of the Coin, and Harvey took Ivy's wrist. "We've got to get you out of here!" he told her firmly. She took a look around for Harley, but the blonde was already trying to catch up with the Joker. Ivy nodded and took Harvey's lead. They hurried backstage, to a small emergency exit. "This may still be guarded." he warned her. In response, the vines on her dryad costume began to writhe around her body snakelike. "I'm ready… and you?" she asked. He draw the nightstick. "Just enough force to get them away from us – agreed?" Ivy nodded; she wasn't that fond of b

Halloween at the Stacked Deck, Chapter 4 by Sunflare2k5 The Joker, never one to be upstaged, took the mike next along with his henchmen. They did a "medley" of the Marx Brothers' funniest scenes... and did them well! The laughter and applause from the audience were genuine, not out of fear of what the Joker would do to them for "not getting it". Too bad we couldn't do the stateroom scene --  that would've brought down the house! Joker thought to himself as he took his bows. Then he gave the assembled criminals a wide grin. "Top that!" he declared. "Hey, Red!" Harley squealed, as she looked over the karaoke selections. "Lookit what I found!

Halloween at the Stacked Deck, Chapter 3 by Sunflare2k5 Meanwhile, Harley Quinn was digging through her closet. "Said I wasn't right to play Margaret Dumont, hmph!" She flung a pom-pom over her shoulder, that landed wig-like on Bud's head. "Like I wanted to be a fat old lady?" Lou snatched the pom-pom from Bud's head, and ran off with it. "Well Mistah J didn't say I couldn't go at all, did he?" She pulled a bag out of a tall cardboard box, nearly toppling over into the box before she held the bag up in triumph. "Got it!" Harley whistled to the hyenas that were chasing each other around the room. "Babies, we're goin' out tonight!" T

Halloween at the Stacked Deck, Chapter 2 (of 5) by Sunflare2k5 Two-Face looked himself over in the full-length mirror. It wasn't something that he normally did, but tonight he wanted to get his appearance right. On the right side of his body, he was clad in a standard GCPD uniform. But on the left... it had been dyed to black, except for the bloodstains that dripped down from the battered nightstick. From the pockets hung some strands of jewelry that were stuffed in by the bundles of "bribe money". He grinned wolfishly at the mirror, ignoring Harvey's protests at this mockery of the law, and adjusted his hat. "Perfect." He headed ou

Halloween at the Stacked Deck, Chapter 1 (of 5) By Sunflare2k5 Disclaimer: The characters and places mentioned are owned by DC Comics and Warner Brothers, and are being used only for entertainment purposes -- not for profit. All songs mentioned are copyrighted by their respective artists and labels, and are likewise being used only for entertainment purposes instead of profit. As October 31st approached, Gotham City's police were on full alert. Several of Arkham Asylum's most notorious inmates were still on the loose... including the Joker and Scarecrow. And considering the former's ideas about "tricks" and the latter's obsession wit

How Can I Keep From Singing? by Sunflare2k5 Setting: Post-boot LSH comics, after President Chu's been deposed. Disclaimer: All places and people mentioned by name in this story are property of DC Comics. They are used without permission, and they are not being used for profit. Takron-Galtos is never quiet. From its corridors and cells come a variety of sounds; grumbling from guards, threats from inmates… even an occasional moment of laughter. But one cell in the maximum security block, that cell always has the same sounds. A baritone voice raises and falls in soft song; the language is not Interlac, or any other language the listene

Mine! by Sunflare2k5 Disclaimer: All places and characters in this story are property of DC Comics. They are used without permission and are not being used for any form of profit. A new traveling exhibit was coming to Gotham City: "Treasures of the Incas". A listing of the items on display was on the museum's website. Catwoman smiled to herself as she studied the page on her netbook. "Can't they make this any easier for me? Ah – here's something worth my time! A solid gold idol from the puma cult…" "…decorated with a multitude of two-headed serpents!" Two-Face exclaimed, as across town he accessed the same website. "Should

Why Didn't You Say So? by Sunflare2k5 Author's Notes/Disclaimers: Set in B:tAS, so they belong to DC Comics and Warner Brothers, not me. Dr. Leland gazed over the Arkham rogues assembled for group therapy. Most seemed bored; a few, like Prof. Crane, sneered at her. But Harvey Dent was different. He was leaned forward slightly in his chair, watching her. Big Bad Harv wouldn't do that; he'd have leaned the chair back against the wall by now. She gave him a small smile; perhaps today she could make some progress on healing him? Two of the female guards brought in Pamela Isley, and stood guard over her so that she wouldn't try to "recruit" an