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@punchlien
MESSAGE TO THE WORLD : AN INDEPENDENT AND SELECTIVE PORTRAYAL OF ALEXIS KAYE / PUNCHLINE FROM DC COMICS. PRIMARILY HEADCANON AND DEVELOPMENT BASED. WRITTEN BY RUBA ( SHE/HER, 29, EST ). THIS ACCOUNT WILL BE VERY LOW ACTIVITY AND HIGHLY SELECTIVE. PLEASE SEE RULES BELOW.
isn't it silly to lie when we both know the truth? @trickiz
when it came to punchline the truth could mean many things. with each sentence that rolled off her tongue, lies weaved through them like a spider that craved nothing more than to spin web upon web. it gave her a sense of adrenaline to know that something as simple as words could turn an entire story upside down. but this time, the truth was the slumped over body of a man poorly hidden behind her pointed boots. punchline had put little effort into kicking the bled out man aside when an unwelcome figure had blocked out the last sliver of light stretching into the alley. she had to admit ‘i found him this way’ had been a pretty weak excuse when her leg was littered with dried blood. sometimes people saw what they wanted to see and believed whatever they wanted to hear. but she shouldn’t have expected that from the trickster god.
“ alright, alright, cats out of the bag. ” she threw up her hands in exasperated defeat. one hand clearly held a bloodied knife between her thumb and index finger while the other twirled a slim vape. a sharp grin sliced across her features as she cocked her head to study them. “ what’re you going to do ? call the cops on me ? ” mirth bubbled behind her lips, as she bit down a barely contained laugh. loki, a harbinger of chaos, not much unlike herself was the last person she anticipated to put her behind bars. she stuck out her wrists teasingly, this time the maniacal laugh burst out from her and echoed off the walls. “ plus, not like i mind being cuffed and thrown around a little. ”
vengeful - v.e. schwab sentence starters change tenses/pronouns as needed !! some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying tw : death , violence , language , mental health
‘what a fucking cliche.’
‘envy really doesn’t suit you.’
‘don’t you turn that knife on me unless you plan to use it…’
‘you should have let it go.’
‘you can’t just do that to me!’
‘you’ve been gone for hours.’
‘you never said I had to play fair.’
‘that’s a risk I’m willing to take.’
‘you look like a narc.’
‘it feels like dying.’
‘people have an idea of pain. they think they know what it is, how it feels, but that’s just an idea. it’s a very different thing when it becomes concrete.’
‘I did this. I did this to you.’
‘I am alive because of you.’
‘you think I’m playing god? fine, you play, (name). you decide, right now, who should live. us, or them?’
‘it’s a big world. you’re not the only one with talents.’
‘isn’t it silly to lie when we both know the truth?’
‘I think sometimes you make the easiest choice instead of the right one.’
‘make me the villain of that night, (name). wash you hands of any blame.’
‘a promise you can’t keep is just another lie.’
‘I don’t want you to save me. I want to save myself.’
‘I warned you when we met, I wasn’t a good person.’
‘killing me won’t bring her back either.’
‘think hard. we all have to live with our choices.’
‘the next time you point a gun at someone, make sure you’re ready to pull the trigger.’
‘we survived. that's what makes us so powerful.’
‘blood is always family, but family doesn’t always have to be blood.’
‘not all family is blood, right? sometimes we have to find a new one. sometimes we get lucky, and they find us.’
‘this isn’t a stupid game. it’s my life.’
‘are you used to getting what you want?’
‘hasn’t it occurred to you that I can protect myself?’
‘in this world, in my world, people get hurt. they die.’
‘people die in every world. I’m not going anywhere.’
‘you want to be more, (name)? prove it.’
‘they may think they’re kings but we’re the power behind the throne.’
‘i’m not a fucking coat, (name). you don’t get to check me at the door.’
‘where I go, you go. we’re in this together. step for step.’
‘did you always know that you had what it took to end a life?’
‘I thought it would be hard, but in that moment, nothing was easier.’
‘you were never one to dwell on the past. I loved that about you, the way things always just rolled off.’
‘every end is a new beginning.’
‘I underestimated you once. I don’t intend to do so again.’
‘the only difference between us is that you naively insist on preserving what I know should be destroyed.’
‘I played god once and it did not end well.’
‘oh no, it will never work between us.’
‘sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt, you just looked sad.’
‘while I admire how far you’ve come, the fact is, you’re tracking mud into my home.’
‘we can’t shape our past. only our future.’
‘don’t you ever wonder if it’s our fault?’
‘life is more than an equation. a person is more than the sum of their parts.’
‘normal is overrated.’
‘A\a magician doesn’t reveal his secrets.’
‘every power has its limits.’
‘we don’t decide who lives and who dies.’
‘now who’s letting their ideals cloud their judgement?’
‘how quickly we devolve. people become animals the moment they are caged.’
‘if you were superhuman, what would your power be?’
‘ignorance is only bliss if you want to get caught.’
‘i’m still here, still doing what I can, because I want to keep people safe.’
‘never underestimate a woman.’
‘I thought I could save him. I tried. but it didn’t work.’
‘power belongs to those who take it.’
‘sharks come swimming when you make a splash.’
‘that’s quite a talent you have there.’
‘I only hope you’re ready to do the right thing,’
‘you help me, and I’ll help you.’
‘everything’s got a limit. you should find yours.’
‘I don’t feel anything.’
‘oh, sorry, if you thought this was a girl’s-night-out kind of thing where we get drunk and bond, I’ll have to pass.’
‘why settle for one weapon when you can have an arsenal?’
‘the life I had is gone. there’s no getting it back.’
‘the life I had is gone. there’s no getting it back. i’d rather make a new one. a better one.’
‘I thought you were done with hiding.’
‘people can see an awful lot, and believe none of it.’
‘why sit around sulking when you could hurt the people who hurt you?’
‘let’s talk about revenge.’
‘there are limits. I can’t stop nature. can't change it’s course.’
‘whatever’s happened to you, however you’re hurt, you’ve done it to yourself.’
‘oh, I like to think I have a great deal of nerve.’
‘if you had a damn bit of sense you would have run.’
'knowledge may be power, but money buys both.’
‘sometimes subtlety is overrated.’
‘when people stay in the dark, it’s easier to make them disappear.’
‘I don’t want to survive, I want to thrive.’
‘what now? you gonna throw yourself a fucking party?’
‘if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you had something against me.’
‘if I wanted you dead, you would be.’
‘whatever you’ve heard, it’s probably true.’
‘is there anyone who doesn’t want to kill you?’
‘how many excuses will you find to vindicate your own stubbornness?’
‘careful is a calculated risk. and I’m very good at making those.’
‘the truth is, there will always be someone stronger than you.’
‘you do what you can. you fight, and you win, until you don’t.’
‘once upon a time, power was determined by linage—- the age of blood. then it was determined by money—- the age of gold. but I think it’s time for a new age. the age of power itself.’
‘let me guess, I’m either with you or against you?’
‘you always preferred being predator to prey.’
‘we just have to lie low until it’s over, and then—’
‘when this is over, you and I are going to have words.’
‘it appears that we are evenly matched.’
‘it always comes down to this, doesn’t it? to us.’
re-reading her comics and i love her..... the switch up from the previous panel of her smiling maniacally, going live on social media, and switching up to this is still insane to me!!!!
ˡⁱᶠᵉ ⁱˢ ᵃ ʲᵒᵏᵉ, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪’𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 ! a selective and independent portrayal of dc villain punchline. comic and heavily headcanon based. an exploration of: obsession, instability, and anarchy. as clowned by ruba. ©
she didn't play fair, and neither did he. but what happened then, was solely on him. he'd hesitated for the first time, giving her an open to completely unleash all power on him. slashed and stabbed and thrown around, movements too fast for him to predict and ward off. adrenaline too high for him to fully comprehend the gravity of the injuries he'd sustained, and then he saw black. for a moment, the world blurred around him as he thought he'd met his end, falling slack against the ground, labored breathing as his lungs filled with blood.
but it was not his time. her voice, her laughter, echoing in his mind.
before he knew it, he'd found stability over the ground, legs already moving towards her at a steady pace — the quiet of the night disturbed with the continuous cracking of his bones snapping back into place, squelching of flesh rebuilding itself layer by layer. kezo didn't look human but something monstrous, perhaps — just as monstrous as she. blood across his forehead, throat, corner of his lips.
@punchlien : “ someday , we’ll remember this and laugh . and laugh . and laugh . ”
it was not often that an entity could manage to get underneath kezo's skin, but this particular pest had burrowed deep within him, past the fleshy layers and muscles and had begun to rot in the marrow. she wore a body and yet he could see the darkness radiating off of her, the bloodstains of victims past still remaining on her, permanent and unrelenting — bare to the naked eye, but visible to him. it was always too close, their encounters full of unfinished jobs and almosts. it frustrated him immensely, what had been a simple job now evolved into something more personal, fiendish.
“ i'm laughing right now. ” three monotonous ha - ha - ha's followed, head erratically twisting once as his body forced the final fix. blade in hand, bloodied, though not raised as a threat but rather a toy. “ i'm really amused right now. you couldn't even make sure i was actually dead ? ” tongue clicked over his roof of his mouth, hiss leaving his lips as if he was lecturing her. “ tsk. ” without any warning, he lunged towards her, leg sweeping under hers in an attempt to catch her off balance, free hand simultaneously gripping her throat to throw her to the ground.
when the ring leader finishes an act they take to the center of the stage, bend at their waist and bid their audience adieu with a flourish. punchline was rather unlucky to have not had a crowd for her main act but nonetheless she hopped atop the nearest garbage bin and curtsied to the empty night. “ thank you, thank you, i’m here every weekend, ” she announced to no one in particular. her words were followed by a maniacal laugh that bounced off the brick walls and practically deafened her from hearing the faint crackling in the background. she spun on her heels to squint at figure in the distance. and like a marionette doll on strings she watched a body lift from the ground one joint at a time.
had it been anyone else they might have been unnerved by the sight. any sane person would have run for their lives. but punchline never claimed to be either. instead she shuddered as a jolt of excitement shot down her spine and she couldn’t help herself from making a clever remark at the man, who should’ve been a corpse, looming in her direction. as if to save him the trouble, she skittered off the garbage can and clapped gleefully. “ what a fun little trick ! do i have to kill you again for an encore ? ” a grin split across her blood splattered features, her dark eyes glinting at the sight of the blade. it had been a long time since she had had so much fun.
it was her own carelessness that led to her head slamming against the concrete floor. she blinked hard to get rid of the stars in her eyes. her breathing was laboured with the grip around her throat but with what energy she had left, she smiled up at him. “ take a girl out to dinner first. ” in a flash, her hands shot up to dig her pointed nails into the soft flesh under his eyes. she had no intention of blinding her opponent, that would ruin her game, but she pressed hard enough to draw blood. for a brief second the scene felt almost biblical. blood trickled down his cheeks like tears and she wondered if angels looked at fearsome as he did in that moment. too bad she didn’t believe in god.
the instant she felt his grip just barely loosen she rolled out from under him, gulping for air. as soon as she had recovered from the lightness in her head she was back on her feet. punchline rubbed at her sore throat and pinched her brows in his direction. “ if this is the vibe tonight then we definitely need a safe word. how about duck ! ” daggers pulled seemingly out of thin air were hurled in his direction and aimed directly for his jugular.
i feel like i should put this in my rules but general warning for this blog is that punchline genuinely is a little batshit and a villain through and through. like sadistic, violent, cruel. will always run by major violence against any muses with the mun but a heads up !!!!
i would kill myself before helping in such a task .
" okay, dramatic, jeez. " the dark haired girl widened her eyes for emphasis before she jumped off her perch on the window sill and landed smoothly in front of the other. she bounced in her spot, all pent up energy and no where to release it except on unwilling civilians like the woman she had cornered in the alley. " all i said was maybe you can help me distract old baldy over there while i sneak into his store. and maaaaaybe i put it out there that you could flash him some skin to get his attention, but i think that was a solid plan ! " she shrugged as if the suggestion were as simple as stealing candy from a baby.
" not to be cliche or anything, but you've kinda left me no choice. " in quick succession she slipped twin daggers out of their holsters. " should've just killed yourself. " she whispered wryly under her breathe before thrusting a dagger into the girl's thigh. as quick as she had revealed her weapons, she hid the spare one. her cruel features morphed into innocent doe eyes and panic as she screamed toward's the shop owner still on his smoke break. " help ! help ! oh my god, she needs help ! "
↪ 𝑽𝑨𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮 . ( a collection of sentence starters from the 2004 film . adjust phrasing as necessary . mature themes present . )
oh , [ name ] . it's just you .
where are you going to run , [ name ] ?
what are you saying ?
why do you think i brought you here ?
you said you believed in my work .
i would kill myself before helping in such a task .
you've been so kind to me , [ name ] .
you can't kill me , [ name ] .
so , you're the great [ name ] .
we all have our little problems .
let's make it your decision , shall we ?
i wish you a week in hell .
why don't you do something about it ?
this is all a test of faith .
i can curse all i want , dammit .
you . turn around .
strangers don't last long here .
the laws of men mean little to me .
i don't need your help .
you stay here . they're trying to kill me .
nice to see you too , [ name ] .
did i do something to you in a past life ?
i hope you do have a heart , [ name ] . because someday i'd like to drive a stake through it .
your reputation precedes you .
i am hollow ! and i will live ... forever .
please , say you will not try again .
do not fear me ... everybody else fears me .
i was unprepared . it won't happen again .
do you understand forgiveness ?
i would rather die than help you .
don't be boring , everyone who says that always dies .
may he rest in peace .
how long has it been , 300 , 400 years ?
you don't remember , do you ?
what exactly is it i am to be remembering ?
it's no surprise you would know all about me .
we have such history , you and i .
have you ever wondered why you have such horrific nightmares ?
[ name ] , it's alright , i'm taking you home .
what , did you think we haven't tried everything before ?
no one knows how to kill [ name ] .
i could have used that information earlier .
would you like me to refresh your memory a little ?
allow me to ... reintroduce myself .
i think we've overstayed our welcome .
don't give me that look .
you were right . i'm sorry .
monster ? who's the monster here ? i have done nothing wrong !
look , there's still time .
you were right . i'm sorry .
do you have any family , [ name ] ?
if you value your lives , and the lives of your kin , you will kill me .
evil may have created it , may have left its mark on it , but evil does not rule it .
now you know why they call me a murderer .
oh my god ... you've been bitten .
so much trouble ... so much trouble .
now you will become that which you hunted so passionately . may others be as passionate in their hunting of you .
don't worry , god will forgive us .
how many commandments can we break in one day ?
oh my god , you should be terrified .
how does it feel to be a puppet on my string ?
neither of us has ever settled for half .
you make my skin crawl .
i'm not gonna like this , am i ?
one brief moment of pain , and we can be together forever .
you have no heartbeat .
you are nothing but damned bones , and damned souls .
well , that doesn't sound like a good thing .
we don't have a choice . just don't get killed .
you don't understand , it doesn't matter what happens to me .
god is not the only one that can create life .
you can't go until i say you can go , and i say you can go when you're dead !
you're supposed to die .
we are both part of the same great game , [ name ] , we just find ourselves on opposite sides of the board .
you are being used , [ name ] , as was i . but i escaped , so can you .
if you're going to kill someone , kill them . don't stand there talking about it .
all i want is life . the continuation of my kind .
some things are better left forgotten .
“And I will take pleasure into watching you breathe your very last breath.” MY NAME (2021) | Episode Eight
*coughs up blood* how do i look? do i look good? was that hot?
you’re coming to fight punchline and she tells you to wait a second because she’s filming a nail tiktok
MINERVA MARBLE Chapter Ninety: The Night Gallery.
❝ pains me to say it , punchy . . . but yer not half bad . ❞ IT'S A DEADLY WALTZ . they’ve done this dance before , polished the routine to near perfection , the pair too keenly matched for one to hold the upper hand for long . she’ll feint left , dodge right , every slash of her opponent’s blade countered with a swing of her mallet .
though there is a bite to her words , there's truth to them too — @punchlien is certainly a worthy adversary . usually harley lives for fights like these ( the kind that keep her on her toes , never allowing herself to grow complacent ) , lives for the adrenaline rush that an easy win can’t often provide . usually . today , however , the sting of copper ‘pon her lip is enough to make her reconsider her stance , the novelty of a level playing field wearing thin as time ( and their battle ) marches on .
grip tightens around wooden handle , tongue sweeping over bloodied lower lip ‘fore she’ll take another swing . ❝ if i didn’t wanna bash yer brains in so bad , i might actually be impressed . ❞
alexis could taste the blood pooling in her mouth and she swiftly ran the tip of her tongue across the backs of her teeth, a quick check to make sure she hadn’t lost a molar. she’d kill her if she did. honestly, she planned to kill her anyways, but a motive was always nice. a diabolical grin split across her face and she swallowed hard. ❝ really wish i could say the same about you, doc, but i appreciate the compliment. ❞ punchline’s eyes darted from the girl’s painted face to her equally vibrantly coloured weapon. it was always in the slightest shift in her posture or her expression, the roll of a shoulder or the quirk of a grin, that betrayed her next attack. and alexis was observant.
she slid left across the floor when the mallet came crashing down again, just barely missing her by a hair. a snarl rumbled in the back of her throat and she spun on her heels to hurl a dagger at her assailant. there was something about harley quinn that made her uncharacteristically angry. it was akin to looking into a funhouse mirror that reflected back a distorted image of the original, something dissimilar but so eerily analogous. they were two sides of the same coin and the reality of it tore alexis apart. she wanted nothing to do with the clown but no one ever let her forget her predecessor.
❝ if you ask me, i think it’s high time you retired, ❞ she considered the other with a hand on her hip and a cock of her head. ❝ you had your moment and now you’re what ? liberated and independent ? ❞ her ponytail swung behind her as she tossed her head back in a laugh. her words dripped with malice and she pinned the girl with a cruel smile. ❝ did no one tell you that re-branding is for losers who couldn’t cut it the first time around ? ❞ with another bark of a laugh she barrelled at the clown with blades in both hands. this time she would go for the jugular.
the biggest difference between harley and alexis is that harley wanted to be with the joker whereas alexis wants to be the joker. but both of them chose similar paths to achieve the ends they wanted to meet. both were different levels and types of obsession: harley was infatuation and alexis was worship.
