𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒? ──── he lies still. Kelly Ness learned that the hard way. Public perception is everything: How you dress, stand, eat, walk & talk; The stupid are the ones who run. They get afraid & sloppy. They have a rap sheet. They are unreliable witnesses whose testimonies are disregarded as trash not worth considering as evidence, but that's not really the joke, was it? Biting her lip, Punchline stared across the street from the rooftop where she stood. Lazy puffs of smoke escaped her lips, & through the whisps of her vape, her own face stared back at her ── THEY'D MOUNTED HER ON A FUCKING BILLBOARD ! It was hilarious.
' FREE PUNCHLINE ' , ' NO CRIME , NO TIME ' , ' WE LOVE YOU ! ' ─ The crowd outside the courthouse earlier that morning had all sorts of signs; masks & dolls, too. The rush of escaping death had been exhilarating... but expected. With a stacked deck, a rigged jury, & no witnesses alive enough to testify ─ she was bound to be declared free. The rush made the next part all the more exciting.
❝ What? Is vaping illegal too now? ❞
❝ You did see the verdict, didn’t you? Kinda hard to miss, but I’m a free woman now. ❞ She grinned, not turning around yet; the view forward was much more beautiful anyway. ❝ Between the two of us, Gotham thinks you're more of a criminal than me. ❞
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